"Aaaah! A holy man! This alchemist gets a number of you's! Stay there. This'll be only a moment." Nearly knocking over her chair, Tyenhia sprung from her seat and away from the window. With a silver key, she opened an old wooden chest. Diving inside, her legs kicked as she moved deeper inside...
Tyenhia squinted at the armored fellow who answered her call to action, his request an odd one for sure. "Lycanthropy? You mean the disease that turns man into beast when the night shines true? To be transparent, that always sounded more like a curse rather than an affliction to this one. If...
Leaning over the windowsill, Tyenhia grinned as her slender finger traced the rim of an empty beaker. "Komodo understands, but may this one might inquire...as to how you got those disturbing injuries?" The armored warrior smiled awkwardly as he pulled up his pant leg to reveal a patch of...
"Ah! At last! This one was beginning to think she'd never find any." Tyenhia allowed herself a rare toothy smile as she knelt down and tenderly harvested the purple herbs from the ground before eagerly placing them in her wooden basket. "This is a desert, yes, but to search so long and find but...
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