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<blockquote data-quote="Rkhet" data-source="post: 2962427" data-attributes="member: 31318">Your efforts do not reveal much.&nbsp; The man does not seem to be a spellcaster, nor are there active magical effects on his person.Your attention did not go unnoticed, and the healer glances up momentarily to meet your stare.&nbsp;&nbsp; He gives you a sly smile, but say nothing.&quot;The Perfect, of course.&nbsp; The one that created this fine world we are standing on.&nbsp; Who else?&quot;&quot;Hmmm... or are you implying that I may be an agent of Naramyr instead?&nbsp; That's certainly not impossible.&quot;The thought seems to amuse him, and the man chuckles lightly as he peeks under the soiled bandages of his next patient, prodding the wound lightly with a small knife.&nbsp; He takes pulse at the wrist.&quot;I'd tell you I'm not, for what it's worth.&nbsp; I could be lying, though.&quot;He reaches for the neck, and you thought he was going to take the pulse there too.&nbsp; But instead, he crushes the windpipe with clinical disinterest.&nbsp; The patient, unconscious, dies with nary a whimper.The healer moves to the next body, wiping off the blood on his soiled garb.&quot;Actually, I think you're here because this is where I happen to be right now.&nbsp; Or, for all I know, He took a shortcut and made you all out of corpses.&nbsp; But that's all beside the point.&quot;&quot;Originally, you were supposed to lead an army of righteousness, drive Naramyr before you, hear the lamentation of his women, et cetra.&nbsp; But that's no longer the case.&nbsp; You are tainted.&nbsp; Unstable.&nbsp; I'm sure you are all aware of this.&nbsp; Now, if I were Him I would simply unmake you all, but your father is more... merciful.&nbsp; You are free to live out the rest of your lives in the mortal realm, so long as you don't misbehave too much.&quot;&quot;Would you believe that I have no idea?&nbsp; No?&nbsp; It is nevertheless true.&nbsp; I simply tend to the wounded.&nbsp; The where or how doesn't interest me.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Rkhet, post: 2962427, member: 31318"] Your efforts do not reveal much. The man does not seem to be a spellcaster, nor are there active magical effects on his person. Your attention did not go unnoticed, and the healer glances up momentarily to meet your stare. He gives you a sly smile, but say nothing. "The Perfect, of course. The one that created this fine world we are standing on. Who else?" "Hmmm... or are you implying that I may be an agent of Naramyr instead? That's certainly not impossible." The thought seems to amuse him, and the man chuckles lightly as he peeks under the soiled bandages of his next patient, prodding the wound lightly with a small knife. He takes pulse at the wrist. "I'd tell you I'm not, for what it's worth. I could be lying, though." He reaches for the neck, and you thought he was going to take the pulse there too. But instead, he crushes the windpipe with clinical disinterest. The patient, unconscious, dies with nary a whimper. The healer moves to the next body, wiping off the blood on his soiled garb. "Actually, I think you're here because this is where I happen to be right now. Or, for all I know, He took a shortcut and made you all out of corpses. But that's all beside the point." "Originally, you were supposed to lead an army of righteousness, drive Naramyr before you, hear the lamentation of his women, et cetra. But that's no longer the case. You are tainted. Unstable. I'm sure you are all aware of this. Now, if I were Him I would simply unmake you all, but your father is more... merciful. You are free to live out the rest of your lives in the mortal realm, so long as you don't misbehave too much." "Would you believe that I have no idea? No? It is nevertheless true. I simply tend to the wounded. The where or how doesn't interest me." [/QUOTE]

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