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The Red Plate has gotten a strange reservation request through the mail. Every seat in the building has been requested, and every dish available all sent to one table with specific times requested, written so that William would have just enough time to plate the dishes nicely and deliver them. It came with several black sapphires with an "S" carved into them, and a note reading "Perhaps you can earn one of my stars this time."

William looked at the stones, eyes narrowed. If someone has enough jewels and gold to reserve every seat and buy everything up, then it was someone powerful.

He cracked his neck, stretching. He would have to prepare some fresh meat, not the [GP] frozen stuff he held in the freezer.

His fingers grew into bony claws. His face twisting and contorting into a fanged muzzle. Horns sprouted from his head, branching off in every which direction like a tree. His back legs and arms grew into those of a powerful rotting beast.

If anyone pays attention to the scent in the air, it smells of fear, blood, and oregano. William is currently dicing up fresh oregano in his kitchen while a body of a rather horrible man is hung on a meat hook a few feet away. William seems to be talking to him as he dices the herb. The man seems barely conscious, already lost a lot of blood.

Donn is sitting outside, in the trees watching the people of the town from it. He holds a golden pipe in one hand, curling smoke bring exhaled from his maw. His tails flick back and forth quietly

Mauric is in the shallow woods right behind the Red Plate, looking for something.

William heard the branches moving and immediately is on alert. He washed his hands, turning to the man "Wait here." He says, the horrific irony behind it.

He disappears out the back door, holding his meat cleaver in one hand.

Mauric’s ears prick up and he hides quickly. Stealth: 18

He lifted his head, smelling the air. (Perception: 17)

Mauric remains hidden. He lets out a quiet sigh of relief.

[I just edited it that his passive is 19 but I'll let it slide since you already posted]

He stands still, his ears turned in to the nature around him. The chirp of the crickets, the sounds of the birds, the rustle of the leaves. "I know you are here..." He murmured.

Mauric hears William’s voice and stands up quickly. “It’s just me. Haven’t seen you in a while.”

"You." He grumbles, pinching the bridge of his nose as he wills his instincts to calm down rather than devour "What are you doing out here... Again?"

“Nothing really. Just, uh, clearing my head.”

*I got to go soon as well. I have an interview tomorrow morning.*

William sighed, leaning on the balls of his heels, debating whether or not to kill him before waving a hand "Not worth my time right now." He said and walked back to the restaurant.

*Good luck dude! I know you’ll be great.*

Mauric rushes up behind him. “But since I’m here, I wanted to ask you something!”

*I'm awake!*

William narrows his eyes, his face of neutrality turning into annoyance "Last time you did that, I ended up gutting you."

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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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The Red Plate has gotten a strange reservation request through the mail. Every seat in the building has been requested, and every dish available all sent to one table with specific times requested, written so that William would have just enough time to plate the dishes nicely and deliver them. It came with several black sapphires with an "S" carved into them, and a note reading "Perhaps you can earn one of my stars this time."

William looked at the stones, eyes narrowed. If someone has enough jewels and gold to reserve every seat and buy everything up, then it was someone powerful.

He cracked his neck, stretching. He would have to prepare some fresh meat, not the [GP] frozen stuff he held in the freezer.

His fingers grew into bony claws. His face twisting and contorting into a fanged muzzle. Horns sprouted from his head, branching off in every which direction like a tree. His back legs and arms grew into those of a powerful rotting beast.

If anyone pays attention to the scent in the air, it smells of fear, blood, and oregano. William is currently dicing up fresh oregano in his kitchen while a body of a rather horrible man is hung on a meat hook a few feet away. William seems to be talking to him as he dices the herb. The man seems barely conscious, already lost a lot of blood.

Donn is sitting outside, in the trees watching the people of the town from it. He holds a golden pipe in one hand, curling smoke bring exhaled from his maw. His tails flick back and forth quietly

Mauric is in the shallow woods right behind the Red Plate, looking for something.

William heard the branches moving and immediately is on alert. He washed his hands, turning to the man "Wait here." He says, the horrific irony behind it.

He disappears out the back door, holding his meat cleaver in one hand.

Mauric’s ears prick up and he hides quickly. Stealth: 18

He lifted his head, smelling the air. (Perception: 17)

Mauric remains hidden. He lets out a quiet sigh of relief.

[I just edited it that his passive is 19 but I'll let it slide since you already posted]

He stands still, his ears turned in to the nature around him. The chirp of the crickets, the sounds of the birds, the rustle of the leaves. "I know you are here..." He murmured.

Mauric hears William’s voice and stands up quickly. “It’s just me. Haven’t seen you in a while.”

"You." He grumbles, pinching the bridge of his nose as he wills his instincts to calm down rather than devour "What are you doing out here... Again?"

“Nothing really. Just, uh, clearing my head.”

*I got to go soon as well. I have an interview tomorrow morning.*

William sighed, leaning on the balls of his heels, debating whether or not to kill him before waving a hand "Not worth my time right now." He said and walked back to the restaurant.

*Good luck dude! I know you’ll be great.*

Mauric rushes up behind him. “But since I’m here, I wanted to ask you something!”

*I'm awake!*

William narrows his eyes, his face of neutrality turning into annoyance "Last time you did that, I ended up gutting you."

*Hello! How are you doing?*

*I think the one William stole the kidney of was Nai, not Mauric*

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The Red Plate has gotten a strange reservation request through the mail. Every seat in the building has been requested, and every dish available all sent to one table with specific times requested, written so that William would have just enough time to plate the dishes nicely and deliver them. It came with several black sapphires with an "S" carved into them, and a note reading "Perhaps you can earn one of my stars this time."

William looked at the stones, eyes narrowed. If someone has enough jewels and gold to reserve every seat and buy everything up, then it was someone powerful.

He cracked his neck, stretching. He would have to prepare some fresh meat, not the [GP] frozen stuff he held in the freezer.

His fingers grew into bony claws. His face twisting and contorting into a fanged muzzle. Horns sprouted from his head, branching off in every which direction like a tree. His back legs and arms grew into those of a powerful rotting beast.

If anyone pays attention to the scent in the air, it smells of fear, blood, and oregano. William is currently dicing up fresh oregano in his kitchen while a body of a rather horrible man is hung on a meat hook a few feet away. William seems to be talking to him as he dices the herb. The man seems barely conscious, already lost a lot of blood.

Donn is sitting outside, in the trees watching the people of the town from it. He holds a golden pipe in one hand, curling smoke bring exhaled from his maw. His tails flick back and forth quietly

Mauric is in the shallow woods right behind the Red Plate, looking for something.

William heard the branches moving and immediately is on alert. He washed his hands, turning to the man "Wait here." He says, the horrific irony behind it.

He disappears out the back door, holding his meat cleaver in one hand.

Mauric’s ears prick up and he hides quickly. Stealth: 18

He lifted his head, smelling the air. (Perception: 17)

Mauric remains hidden. He lets out a quiet sigh of relief.

[I just edited it that his passive is 19 but I'll let it slide since you already posted]

He stands still, his ears turned in to the nature around him. The chirp of the crickets, the sounds of the birds, the rustle of the leaves. "I know you are here..." He murmured.

Mauric hears William’s voice and stands up quickly. “It’s just me. Haven’t seen you in a while.”

"You." He grumbles, pinching the bridge of his nose as he wills his instincts to calm down rather than devour "What are you doing out here... Again?"

“Nothing really. Just, uh, clearing my head.”

*I got to go soon as well. I have an interview tomorrow morning.*

William sighed, leaning on the balls of his heels, debating whether or not to kill him before waving a hand "Not worth my time right now." He said and walked back to the restaurant.

*Good luck dude! I know you’ll be great.*

Mauric rushes up behind him. “But since I’m here, I wanted to ask you something!”

*I'm awake!*

William narrows his eyes, his face of neutrality turning into annoyance "Last time you did that, I ended up gutting you."

*Hello! How are you doing?*

*I think the one William stole the kidney of was Nai, not Mauric*

*I'm good, I thought it was Mauric... Maybe I'm thinking of something else.*

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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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The Red Plate has gotten a strange reservation request through the mail. Every seat in the building has been requested, and every dish available all sent to one table with specific times requested, written so that William would have just enough time to plate the dishes nicely and deliver them. It came with several black sapphires with an "S" carved into them, and a note reading "Perhaps you can earn one of my stars this time."

William looked at the stones, eyes narrowed. If someone has enough jewels and gold to reserve every seat and buy everything up, then it was someone powerful.

He cracked his neck, stretching. He would have to prepare some fresh meat, not the [GP] frozen stuff he held in the freezer.

His fingers grew into bony claws. His face twisting and contorting into a fanged muzzle. Horns sprouted from his head, branching off in every which direction like a tree. His back legs and arms grew into those of a powerful rotting beast.

If anyone pays attention to the scent in the air, it smells of fear, blood, and oregano. William is currently dicing up fresh oregano in his kitchen while a body of a rather horrible man is hung on a meat hook a few feet away. William seems to be talking to him as he dices the herb. The man seems barely conscious, already lost a lot of blood.

Donn is sitting outside, in the trees watching the people of the town from it. He holds a golden pipe in one hand, curling smoke bring exhaled from his maw. His tails flick back and forth quietly

Mauric is in the shallow woods right behind the Red Plate, looking for something.

William heard the branches moving and immediately is on alert. He washed his hands, turning to the man "Wait here." He says, the horrific irony behind it.

He disappears out the back door, holding his meat cleaver in one hand.

Mauric’s ears prick up and he hides quickly. Stealth: 18

He lifted his head, smelling the air. (Perception: 17)

Mauric remains hidden. He lets out a quiet sigh of relief.

[I just edited it that his passive is 19 but I'll let it slide since you already posted]

He stands still, his ears turned in to the nature around him. The chirp of the crickets, the sounds of the birds, the rustle of the leaves. "I know you are here..." He murmured.

Mauric hears William’s voice and stands up quickly. “It’s just me. Haven’t seen you in a while.”

"You." He grumbles, pinching the bridge of his nose as he wills his instincts to calm down rather than devour "What are you doing out here... Again?"

“Nothing really. Just, uh, clearing my head.”

*I got to go soon as well. I have an interview tomorrow morning.*

William sighed, leaning on the balls of his heels, debating whether or not to kill him before waving a hand "Not worth my time right now." He said and walked back to the restaurant.

*Good luck dude! I know you’ll be great.*

Mauric rushes up behind him. “But since I’m here, I wanted to ask you something!”

*I'm awake!*

William narrows his eyes, his face of neutrality turning into annoyance "Last time you did that, I ended up gutting you."

*Hello! How are you doing?*

*I think the one William stole the kidney of was Nai, not Mauric*

*I'm good, I thought it was Mauric... Maybe I'm thinking of something else.*

*Nai saw William killing that one guy, cut out her kidney, and ensured her that he would continue making her into an organ donor if she told anyone.*

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The Red Plate has gotten a strange reservation request through the mail. Every seat in the building has been requested, and every dish available all sent to one table with specific times requested, written so that William would have just enough time to plate the dishes nicely and deliver them. It came with several black sapphires with an "S" carved into them, and a note reading "Perhaps you can earn one of my stars this time."

William looked at the stones, eyes narrowed. If someone has enough jewels and gold to reserve every seat and buy everything up, then it was someone powerful.

He cracked his neck, stretching. He would have to prepare some fresh meat, not the [GP] frozen stuff he held in the freezer.

His fingers grew into bony claws. His face twisting and contorting into a fanged muzzle. Horns sprouted from his head, branching off in every which direction like a tree. His back legs and arms grew into those of a powerful rotting beast.

If anyone pays attention to the scent in the air, it smells of fear, blood, and oregano. William is currently dicing up fresh oregano in his kitchen while a body of a rather horrible man is hung on a meat hook a few feet away. William seems to be talking to him as he dices the herb. The man seems barely conscious, already lost a lot of blood.

Donn is sitting outside, in the trees watching the people of the town from it. He holds a golden pipe in one hand, curling smoke bring exhaled from his maw. His tails flick back and forth quietly

Mauric is in the shallow woods right behind the Red Plate, looking for something.

William heard the branches moving and immediately is on alert. He washed his hands, turning to the man "Wait here." He says, the horrific irony behind it.

He disappears out the back door, holding his meat cleaver in one hand.

Mauric’s ears prick up and he hides quickly. Stealth: 18

He lifted his head, smelling the air. (Perception: 17)

Mauric remains hidden. He lets out a quiet sigh of relief.

[I just edited it that his passive is 19 but I'll let it slide since you already posted]

He stands still, his ears turned in to the nature around him. The chirp of the crickets, the sounds of the birds, the rustle of the leaves. "I know you are here..." He murmured.

Mauric hears William’s voice and stands up quickly. “It’s just me. Haven’t seen you in a while.”

"You." He grumbles, pinching the bridge of his nose as he wills his instincts to calm down rather than devour "What are you doing out here... Again?"

“Nothing really. Just, uh, clearing my head.”

*I got to go soon as well. I have an interview tomorrow morning.*

William sighed, leaning on the balls of his heels, debating whether or not to kill him before waving a hand "Not worth my time right now." He said and walked back to the restaurant.

*Good luck dude! I know you’ll be great.*

Mauric rushes up behind him. “But since I’m here, I wanted to ask you something!”

*I'm awake!*

William narrows his eyes, his face of neutrality turning into annoyance "Last time you did that, I ended up gutting you."

*Hello! How are you doing?*

*I think the one William stole the kidney of was Nai, not Mauric*

*I'm good, I thought it was Mauric... Maybe I'm thinking of something else.*

*Nai saw William killing that one guy, cut out her kidney, and ensured her that he would continue making her into an organ donor if she told anyone.*

*Ah, nevermind then.*

William turns on heel, his eyes narrowed. His mask of neutrality giving way to annoyance. "What do you want?"

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𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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*cut*

“So I kinda work up at the Inn right now as a janitor, and I wanted to see if I could get promoted to the kitchen, as cooking is my passion, and I was hoping if maybe you could give me a recommendation that I could give to them.”

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*mornin you goobers. I’m on mobile rn so yippie-*

Theren is sitting outside on the porch of the tavern. His eyes are hollow and vacant.

Leo is sitting next to festus while he tinkers with some scrap.

the angel from yesterday is wandering the tavern grounds

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Ye old creator of characters

Tortured poet and writer

This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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*AHHHHHHHHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAAH!!!*

Theren is sitting outside planting some flowers.

Leo is tinkering with Festus while grumbling unhappily.

-new intro-

Falling from the sky, like a fireball, is a humanoid figure. A trail of yellow light tails the hurtiling figure. It slams into the ground making the earth shake with a huge crater left behind from the impact.

*Leo and Loriche are gonna be best friends*

Caramel strides up behind Theren, watching him closely.

The faint sound of branches snapping reaches his ears.

He hums idly, his eyes hollow

Leo turns

She meows loudly to get his attention.

A figure in a suit of plate armor is breaking boughs off a fallen tree.

“Hey. Kitty…” he gently scratches the cats ears

”woahhhhhh.” Leo mumbles

<Hello Theren. How've you been?>

She doesn't notice him, gathering the brush under one arm and turning to leave.

“The kitty can talk..?”

Leo tells festus to stay put and starts to follow her

<Look, I understand we may not be on the best of terms, but you can't tell me you've forgotten me.>

She eventually makes it back to her camp. A small A-frame tent faces a sizable fire with an anvil on one side of it and a large, filled basin on the other.

“I…I don’t know who you are…” he says genuinely

”hey!!” Leo says, stumbling through the woods

<Well then. Let me go get someone.> Caramel runs back to the inn.

"Oh! Hi!" She throws the brush onto the fire. "What are you doing out here?"

*sorry I’m off and on this. I’m at work rn-*
theren stays there, idly rocking back and forth and humming to himself

”well I saw you stumbling around and followed you and saw the anvil and are you a tinkerer?” He says rather quickly.

*no problem dude*

Thirteen runs out. "Alright. What's the earliest thing you can remember?"

"Not really. I'm just a metalsmith. I make a lot of armor, which you could probably tell."

“I…..I don’t know…who are you…?”

”yeah no kidding.”

“Thirteen. I’m a wizard and you’re in grave danger. So I need to know.” Persuasion: 13

“I mean, if I don’t wear it I die, so…”

It doesn’t work. “I….I remember having a wizard friend…but that can’t be right…he died…”

”wait so if you remove your armor you die…?”

“I mean, that’s sort of happened several times, but I don’t think you remember me specifically.”

“Yep! My spirit is bound to the suit I wore when I was killed.”

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*mornin you goobers. I’m on mobile rn so yippie-*

Theren is sitting outside on the porch of the tavern. His eyes are hollow and vacant.

Leo is sitting next to festus while he tinkers with some scrap.

the angel from yesterday is wandering the tavern grounds

*good morrow buddy*

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*cut for jobah*
Theren stays quiet, going back to planting dead flowers

”woah….that’s cool…”

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*cut for jobah*
Theren stays quiet, going back to planting dead flowers

”woah….that’s cool…”

Thirteen takes out his journal. “Something like greater restoration could work in theory, but it might just be undone…”

“Yeah… except I constantly feel the pain of the wounds that ended my life every second of every day.”

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*cut for jobah*
Theren stays quiet, going back to planting dead flowers

”woah….that’s cool…”

Thirteen takes out his journal. “Something like greater restoration could work in theory, but it might just be undone…”

“Yeah… except I constantly feel the pain of the wounds that ended my life every second of every day.”

He hums to himself rocking back and forth

”holy Hephaestus. There’s gotta be some kind of painkiller.”

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*cut for jobah*
Theren stays quiet, going back to planting dead flowers

”woah….that’s cool…”

Thirteen takes out his journal. “Something like greater restoration could work in theory, but it might just be undone…”

“Yeah… except I constantly feel the pain of the wounds that ended my life every second of every day.”

He hums to himself rocking back and forth

”holy Hephaestus. There’s gotta be some kind of painkiller.”

Thirteen snaps the book shut and looks at Theren. “Alright look Theren, I haven’t let you down in the past, and I’m not starting now. I just need to find an archdruid or a cleric of insane skill. Or something. So stay safe.” He then walks away.

“A painkiller? Is that some kind of monster?”

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*cut for jobah*
Theren stays quiet, going back to planting dead flowers

”woah….that’s cool…”

Thirteen takes out his journal. “Something like greater restoration could work in theory, but it might just be undone…”

“Yeah… except I constantly feel the pain of the wounds that ended my life every second of every day.”

He hums to himself rocking back and forth

”holy Hephaestus. There’s gotta be some kind of painkiller.”

Thirteen snaps the book shut and looks at Theren. “Alright look Theren, I haven’t let you down in the past, and I’m not starting now. I just need to find an archdruid or a cleric of insane skill. Or something. So stay safe.” He then walks away.

“A painkiller? Is that some kind of monster?”

Theren rocks and hums, his memory gone, reduced to a husk of his former self

“nah it’s to numb the pain. I bet there’s an herb or something that can help ya.”

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*cut for jobah*
Theren stays quiet, going back to planting dead flowers

”woah….that’s cool…”

Thirteen takes out his journal. “Something like greater restoration could work in theory, but it might just be undone…”

“Yeah… except I constantly feel the pain of the wounds that ended my life every second of every day.”

He hums to himself rocking back and forth

”holy Hephaestus. There’s gotta be some kind of painkiller.”

Thirteen snaps the book shut and looks at Theren. “Alright look Theren, I haven’t let you down in the past, and I’m not starting now. I just need to find an archdruid or a cleric of insane skill. Or something. So stay safe.” He then walks away.

“A painkiller? Is that some kind of monster?”

Theren rocks and hums, his memory gone, reduced to a husk of his former self

“nah it’s to numb the pain. I bet there’s an herb or something that can help ya.”

“Well it’s a curse on my soul, not to my body. But there might be a magic plant or something still.”

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Thirteen is looking for a powerful artificer, bard, cleric, or druid.

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*cut for jobah*
Theren stays quiet, going back to planting dead flowers

”woah….that’s cool…”

Thirteen takes out his journal. “Something like greater restoration could work in theory, but it might just be undone…”

“Yeah… except I constantly feel the pain of the wounds that ended my life every second of every day.”

He hums to himself rocking back and forth

”holy Hephaestus. There’s gotta be some kind of painkiller.”

Thirteen snaps the book shut and looks at Theren. “Alright look Theren, I haven’t let you down in the past, and I’m not starting now. I just need to find an archdruid or a cleric of insane skill. Or something. So stay safe.” He then walks away.

“A painkiller? Is that some kind of monster?”

Theren rocks and hums, his memory gone, reduced to a husk of his former self

“nah it’s to numb the pain. I bet there’s an herb or something that can help ya.”

“Well it’s a curse on my soul, not to my body. But there might be a magic plant or something still.”

Leo is already flipping through a book of plants he pulled from the pocket of his tool belt. “Hmmmmm…let’s see let’s see.”

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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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