[spoiler]Ill be making a character chart soon….it’s just a lot of working managing to get shadow manipulation into the correct parameters <.<[/spoiler]
Blaze deciders to help the boy. “Hey, hey, it’ll all be alright….Hrm….do you know of anyone who could cure this affliction?”
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"Cure?" he stammers "Please cure my boy!!" he appears not to understand your question in his grief. "Do you know of a cure, Hero?" His eyes look at you pleadingly, the boys breathing becomes ragged.
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“I…I don’t…I’m sorry.”
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The man's expression falls as he cradles the child and he begins to weep as you realize the boy's rattling breath has stopped. A delicate line of blood runs from the corner of his mouth. The man cries out in a haunting wounded tone as his sobs continue. [i]It seems you are unable to help here anymore... and you're patrol is pressing[/i]
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Blaze walks away, biting his lip to the point of bleeding to stay stable. “It wasn’t her…she’s safe still.”
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You continue your patrol, with the haunting cries of the father echoing behind you in your wake. The day drags on and you see little but similar scenes of suffering and death. Nurses and emergency works rush between houses and afflicted battle rabidly over scraps of food. Painted signs warn you of the affliction "clean" "unclean" "quarantine" and "all dead" What wicked will could have imposed such disease? tbc...