Maybe you will. Poor human constitution and all. [ He's started to walk without thinking about it, heading to the tavern. Wine does sound nice, and then he'll get clean. Maybe he'll take a whole bottle...
Except when he steps out of the lobby he stops stalk still, staring at the new, changed town. He instinctively shies away from the sun before remembering that somehow it doesn't hurt him here ]
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Except when he steps out of the lobby he stops stalk still, staring at the new, changed town. He instinctively shies away from the sun before remembering that somehow it doesn't hurt him here ]
That's... different.