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03-06-2017, 04:12 PM
"No." The creature said with a shake of its head. "The Riptide Isles, the Green Labyrinth, the Blood Falls, and the Halycon Flats were known by different names and spanned different continents in our world. Your Gods ripped them from our lands, breaking and severing space and time just to give you all a new place to run and play. We followed to defend our lands, and were called tyrants, and were murdered." The creature grinned sadly, but slyly. "Or so they thought."
As her attitude seemed to change, the creature's smile returned. She'd struck him as being relatively reasonable, and he was pleased to see that she'd come around. Or at the very least, that she was willing to listen. "I will heal you in your entirety. You will leave here strong and whole. All that I ask, is that should any comment on your recovery, that you tell them honestly how you came by your healing." The creature shrugged again, palms up. "That is all. If no one asks and therefore you never tell a soul, that will be fine as well. Your payment is merely your re-telling of what has happened here today."
The creature opened a palm, and a swirling ball of blackish purple smoke began to spin back and forth. Pin pricks of light danced inside, glowing and sparkling within the vortex. The monkey held it out towards Oizys. "What say you? Do you accept?"
As her attitude seemed to change, the creature's smile returned. She'd struck him as being relatively reasonable, and he was pleased to see that she'd come around. Or at the very least, that she was willing to listen. "I will heal you in your entirety. You will leave here strong and whole. All that I ask, is that should any comment on your recovery, that you tell them honestly how you came by your healing." The creature shrugged again, palms up. "That is all. If no one asks and therefore you never tell a soul, that will be fine as well. Your payment is merely your re-telling of what has happened here today."
The creature opened a palm, and a swirling ball of blackish purple smoke began to spin back and forth. Pin pricks of light danced inside, glowing and sparkling within the vortex. The monkey held it out towards Oizys. "What say you? Do you accept?"
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