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(Raine is sitting in pain in the Guard Office and Gladius enters slamming the door.)
Raine: “Too much noise… shhhhh. Ugh, my head.”
Gladius: “Figured you would be feeling it this morning after you got drunk yesterday. Here’s some more water.”
Raine: “Thanks kindly, I had no idea that I was drinking liquor until it was too late… ugh I’m so ashamed… and annoyed at Grimm.”
Gladius: “So… you’re a lightweight huh?”
Raine: “Extremely. One drink and I’m gone. Something about my anatomy doesn’t do well with spirits. Ok. I remember helping give out drinks and food at the start of the festival, where was that from?”
Gladius: “From the Duchesses that got married, they were thanking us for our help in Haven with ending the war.”
Raine: “Right. Then Marcus ran the combat game and we hosted a group game and then… earth shaking, sky darkening, something about a group leader named “The Guardian” whom I think I said some unkind things about in my inebriation…”
Gladius: “Yep.”
Raine: “Then hot potato painting and magic light rock and maps and flying void creatures and what else am I forgetting??”
Gladius: “We were given a prophecy and have to save the world by finding four relics.”
Raine: “What?? Oh yeah. That’s what I’m working on now, using the resources the town was given to have some wagons built and requisition some beasts of burden for the journey. Which I will finish… when you stop being three people at once.” (Face slam into desk)
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