The town seemed lively enough as I approached, despite the slowly darkening twilight hour. Children milled about in the street, merchants pushed carts through town, and smartly dressed (well, compared to me) villagers moved through the streetswith purpose.


    Arrol Vendetta


    Level 2


    Human


    is a gift. It''s rare, rare indeed, for a soul with a propensity for healing to find itself damned and in this place. Yes, yes. It''s actually quite a gift you have got there. Quite the gift indeed." He quickly rubbed his hands together, and, it seemed to me, that the little drop of drool at the corner of his mouth, it dropped just a little bit further down his face. It was only then that I became, suddenly, very aware that I was alone in a room with a man who was, presumably, about twice as powerful as myself. And that I was armed, mainly, with a shordsword I couldn''t use and healing-focused spells.