WHO: whoever
WHAT: infirmary catch-all for the envy demon shitshow
WHEN: yknow
WHERE: The Gallows infirmary
NOTES: injuries, gore, all that you'd expect
[Throw in your healer toplevels or your injured characters dragging themselves in. Go hog wild. Live your truth.]
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"It shouldn't need breaking off," he mutters, "I'm--"
His sneer is a pained and not derisive one as he looks at Cedric, a brand new (cute) face who does not need to know all of his personal failings right away. But this is a delicate situation; he needs to make it clear he's not simply running out on a responsibility to some innocent woman.
"My family disavowed me years ago," he explains, "I suppose it's possible they just forgot to tell House Arany, and that there isn't something else going on, but." He pinches the bridge of his nose. "Maker. This is fucked."
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He reaches for the edge of the bed, sets a hand there on the cot; steadying.
"Whole lotta people did. They’ll help you figure it out."
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"Thanks for coming to visit," he says after a beat, "and, y'know. Welcome to Riftwatch."
throws a bow on