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Orange Peach Sea
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“Follow the trail. Be careful.”
You sneak through the forest as quietly as you can. You see pools of blood and other signs of battle. After a while you come into a small clearing. You see two mangled bodies, they look like they've been torn apart by wild animals. Beyond the bodies you see a man leaning against the tree. He has a few scratches, but appears to be mostly uninjured.
“Shit, what happened here?”
Man: “W-werewolf. It just torn them apart, I couldn't do anything...”
“Are you okay?”
Man: “I-I drank healing potion... T-the cuts aren't too bad.”
Alek: “If those are werewolf scratches, a healing potion isn't going to help. He's already infected.”
Man: “Shit! C-can you help me, is there anything you can do? I don't want to be a monster.”
Izzy: “Why not? You could have won this fight if you were a werewolf. Sound pretty useful to me, instant badass adventurer. If only kobolds weren't immune...”
Grekk: “I like that idea, Cel. Finally, a solution to your runtyness problem.”
“Knock it off guys, this is a serious business opportunity. Alek, can you make a cure?”
Alek: “Yes, but we have to be fast. It's only effective for a few hours after infection. There might be a suitable alchemy lab at that merchant camp, but we will need a few ingredients. A small amount of silver, a couple of healing herbs, a bit of holy water, and... a sample of flesh from the werewolf that infected him.”
Man: “Please, I can pay you. I have 300 gold on me, and you can have whatever my companions were carrying too.”
Grekk: “Or we could just take it, he's hardly in a position to stop us. A lot less hassle.”
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