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Mauve Cherry Meadow
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I rouse Baldrekgus from the couch, surrounded by a small nest of biscuit papers and the random odds and ends he is wont to collect in his goings about and set him to setting me a bath.
"I don't know if... I can take every week being so interesting. Hahh hah ha see? my hand's are shaking so at the thought of all of it, I had to fumble for a solid minute just to work my belt. I dug up a magic space rock, chased by a lion, engaged in fisticuffs on an aeroplane, danced with a prospective cosanginous mate and childhood friend, entertained the Fae, was assaulted by one of said faries in a twisted dream maze, 'killed' him, with a magic! ransacked my mentor's artifact stash and library, went shopping, snuck out of town, assumed a disguise as a minstrel, fought creepers, preformed emergency medicine, killed a mess of creepers, with MAGIC! went mad for a bit, woke up naked in a rival noblewoman's bath, technically slept with her, impersonated a dragon, tricked a knight bartered with a kobold, discovered a 'dirty little secret' ran from a knight, into a female fertility cult, snuck out of that, ran into an old school buddy, who's now a legendary burglar and helped him pull of an escape!
It's only been.... four days... Saints! I need a bath. I've never done anything like any of this mess before. It all feels so strange..."
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