"Exactly! A group of people who can't leave and have very limited options! Just like where I grew up!" They reach into their bag, then stop and hold up their hands. "I need to calm down... Pulling out a fresh kill in a busy tavern... not a good move. Plus, I don't know if that stench is a toxin of some sort or just a noisome defense to deter predators. Either way, filling the place with it seems a poor move if I wish to make friends."
'The smell might be offputting, maybe you could mask it somehow? People might eat stuff that looks crazy, but if it smells off, no self-respecting customer is going to bother'
"You are once again correct! But as this is brand new, I haven't been able to experiment with it. Marination would be a start though..." He stands up and begins to pace, tugging at his gloves as if the take them off, then pulling them back on tight.
"You are once again correct! But as this is brand new, I haven't been able to experiment with it. Marination would be a start though..." He stands up and begins to pace, tugging at his gloves as if the take them off, then pulling them back on tight.
'What is the dish made of?'
"Not sure yet. I'm starting with what I believe to be a form of Dretch." He slides over to where Zeke stands. "The spirits love human food, but it's even better if it's made of other spirits. Thus my sub-vocation as an exorcist."
"You are once again correct! But as this is brand new, I haven't been able to experiment with it. Marination would be a start though..." He stands up and begins to pace, tugging at his gloves as if the take them off, then pulling them back on tight.
'What is the dish made of?'
"Not sure yet. I'm starting with what I believe to be a form of Dretch." He slides over to where Zeke stands. "The spirits love human food, but it's even better if it's made of other spirits. Thus my sub-vocation as an exorcist."
'Dretch? What's that? Can't say I've heard of it, I'm not exactly from these parts. I'm writing a travel guide for Wayfayrers'
"Not sure yet. I'm starting with what I believe to be a form of Dretch." He slides over to where Zeke stands. "The spirits love human food, but it's even better if it's made of other spirits. Thus my sub-vocation as an exorcist."
'Dretch? What's that? Can't say I've heard of it, I'm not exactly from these parts. I'm writing a travel guide for Wayfayrers'
"Category of lesser impure spirit. Grab a shotgun and it'll go down easy. However, I dislike firearms, as they're loud and can damage the meat through stress, powder burns, bullet fragments, etc." He draws out a large pocket knife. "My go-to. I have heavier ordinance, obviously, but why make a statement when no one's there to scream?" He folds up the relatively unimpressive weapon and conceals it once more.
"Not sure yet. I'm starting with what I believe to be a form of Dretch." He slides over to where Zeke stands. "The spirits love human food, but it's even better if it's made of other spirits. Thus my sub-vocation as an exorcist."
'Dretch? What's that? Can't say I've heard of it, I'm not exactly from these parts. I'm writing a travel guide for Wayfayrers'
"Category of lesser impure spirit. Grab a shotgun and it'll go down easy. However, I dislike firearms, as they're loud and can damage the meat through stress, powder burns, bullet fragments, etc." He draws out a large pocket knife. "My go-to. I have heavier ordinance, obviously, but why make a statement when no one's there to scream?" He folds up the relatively unimpressive weapon and conceals it once more.
'Very very interesting. An ever-growing form of art, spirit harvesting, isn't it? The true cutting edge. Maybe one day we'll finally crack the code of what makes souls tick. Maybe you are already doing so'
"Category of lesser impure spirit. Grab a shotgun and it'll go down easy. However, I dislike firearms, as they're loud and can damage the meat through stress, powder burns, bullet fragments, etc." He draws out a large pocket knife. "My go-to. I have heavier ordinance, obviously, but why make a statement when no one's there to scream?" He folds up the relatively unimpressive weapon and conceals it once more.
'Very very interesting. An ever-growing form of art, spirit harvesting, isn't it? The true cutting edge. Maybe one day we'll finally crack the code of what makes souls tick. Maybe you are already doing so'
"Not my field, exactly. Most creatures that cause spiritual disruption are spiritual in nature, so carving them up on its own gives me their souls. There's no point in harvesting the soul of a normal animal. My mother taught me that. It wasn't a pleasant lesson." He chuckles and spreads his arms, leaning against a table. "They tend to... burst..."
"Category of lesser impure spirit. Grab a shotgun and it'll go down easy. However, I dislike firearms, as they're loud and can damage the meat through stress, powder burns, bullet fragments, etc." He draws out a large pocket knife. "My go-to. I have heavier ordinance, obviously, but why make a statement when no one's there to scream?" He folds up the relatively unimpressive weapon and conceals it once more.
'Very very interesting. An ever-growing form of art, spirit harvesting, isn't it? The true cutting edge. Maybe one day we'll finally crack the code of what makes souls tick. Maybe you are already doing so'
"Not my field, exactly. Most creatures that cause spiritual disruption are spiritual in nature, so carving them up on its own gives me their souls. There's no point in harvesting the soul of a normal animal. My mother taught me that. It wasn't a pleasant lesson." He chuckles and spreads his arms, leaning against a table. "They tend to... burst..."
"Not my field, exactly. Most creatures that cause spiritual disruption are spiritual in nature, so carving them up on its own gives me their souls. There's no point in harvesting the soul of a normal animal. My mother taught me that. It wasn't a pleasant lesson." He chuckles and spreads his arms, leaning against a table. "They tend to... burst..."
'That makes a sort of sense. Do they taste good?'
"No." He answers quickly. "But they can be eaten, and even enjoyed if prepared properly. The closest mundane experience I could even theoretically compare it to is alcohol. On its own, it's not pleasant, and it will poison you. However, it can be... I struggle to find an appropriate word... not exactly pleasant, but acceptable. To mortals, at least. To spirits, it's apparently very different. Still better prepared."
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'What is the dish made of?'
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"Not sure yet. I'm starting with what I believe to be a form of Dretch." He slides over to where Zeke stands. "The spirits love human food, but it's even better if it's made of other spirits. Thus my sub-vocation as an exorcist."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
'Dretch? What's that? Can't say I've heard of it, I'm not exactly from these parts. I'm writing a travel guide for Wayfayrers'
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"Category of lesser impure spirit. Grab a shotgun and it'll go down easy. However, I dislike firearms, as they're loud and can damage the meat through stress, powder burns, bullet fragments, etc." He draws out a large pocket knife. "My go-to. I have heavier ordinance, obviously, but why make a statement when no one's there to scream?" He folds up the relatively unimpressive weapon and conceals it once more.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
'Very very interesting. An ever-growing form of art, spirit harvesting, isn't it? The true cutting edge. Maybe one day we'll finally crack the code of what makes souls tick. Maybe you are already doing so'
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"Not my field, exactly. Most creatures that cause spiritual disruption are spiritual in nature, so carving them up on its own gives me their souls. There's no point in harvesting the soul of a normal animal. My mother taught me that. It wasn't a pleasant lesson." He chuckles and spreads his arms, leaning against a table. "They tend to... burst..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
'That makes a sort of sense. Do they taste good?'
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"No." He answers quickly. "But they can be eaten, and even enjoyed if prepared properly. The closest mundane experience I could even theoretically compare it to is alcohol. On its own, it's not pleasant, and it will poison you. However, it can be... I struggle to find an appropriate word... not exactly pleasant, but acceptable. To mortals, at least. To spirits, it's apparently very different. Still better prepared."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!