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Ohko! Reccommend a free area on the map, and I'll put one whole new location on it! :blob_nom:

Region as in Place. Not Religion as in praying to god :blobrofl:

Alright, I've got ideas for a region, but need somewhere on the map to plop the place down. About a whole mountain's area.

"...I wonder, is the crying girl you heard the same girl that I couldn't reach in time...Forget it. You also took a really big risk, you know? Take care." Rewards: EXP: 130 Money: 30G

Memo Subject: Shiori Memo Category: Person A Black Witch (self-proclaimed) who lives in a house in one of the forests outside the city of Scribel. Occasionally puts in jobs for adventurers through the guild, some of which are rather questionable. Refers to herself in the third person point of...

"...Another one. Again, I won't ask anything about it. Just...Shiori seemed to have sent a note to you as well. 'Shiori's looking forward to your next visit! Shiori will prepare more interesting potions next time!'...Is what it probably says. I didn't take a look, after all. Here's your reward...

"See ya. Be sure to get plenty of rest." Waving goodbye, Vicious got back to the counter and picked up her chick. It stared back at her, looking as cute as a small fluffy lump of white with brown markings could look---which was very, by the way. "Hmm...little fella, you resemble her. You...

"Jeez, lighten up. I did that voluntarily, so don't you go around feeling bad, okay? Besides, with some luck I might even live for another dozen years. Now that would be amazing, haha! Being able to reach thirty years old!" Clapping Luna on her (uninjured) shoulder, the Liberi threw back her...

"Don't think too much about it. It's like fighting fire with a bigger fire, poison with a more potent poison. Doing this leaves me with a bad taste in my mouth---quite literally at that, but I'll be fine. It's still in the early stage, after all." Her face was turning slightly pale as well, but...

"Alright. First things first, lean back against your chair and relax. And don't think about it." Vicious took out a belt and wrapped it around the arm with Luna's injured hand, tightening it enough for the veins to become visible. When the black streaks finally ended in red, she placed a finger...

Vicious picked up the arrowhead and took a gentle whiff, before her face contorted in a grimace. "This reminds me of another colleague, and that's not a very good thing...rather than neutralizing the poison, how about I try to draw it out? With most of it gone, your natural resilience and magic...

"...I won't ask what happened. She sent you a note, by the way. I didn't read it either. Something about being sorry and hoping your head didn't explode...I mean, that's just my guess, of course. I wouldn't do something like that." Rewards: 30 G

"I'd rather not have that kind of popularity, if I may." Vicious sat the chick atop the bar counter, before walking over to take a closer look. "Poison, eh...Nasty business. Need a hand?"

Vicious was playing around with her newfound friend in the tavern as Luna entered, and after an initial peek of curiosity was quickly followed by a second peek of shock, she took the report and breezed through it. "...Someone's using the quests to lure out potential obstacles and silence them...

Sure, why not? :blob_hide:

"Barkeep, a few slices of duck, please!" Coming down the stairs in a simple pair of t-shirt and shorts, Vicious settled on a stool while leaving the fluffy white lump of energy on her lap. She would laugh every so often as the chick pecked at her stomach, in turn fluffing it on the head every...

*Pats the moody slime*

Birds of a Feather [Closed] In her tavern room, Vicious was tapping the egg she'd gotten over a week ago. Hurry up and hatch. I'm feeling peckish. As she mused thus, tapping at the brown-and-black egg distractedly, there was a small cracking sound, and the girl froze. I didn't accidentally...

"It's been settled. She's a little traumatized, but there should be no physical harm done. Her family should have a doctor check her just in case." Vicious handed in the report, still dressed in nothing but burlap sacks. She also handed in two more things. A letter, and a badge. The badge was...

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