After foolishly pursuing the promise of riches coming from some drunk prospector, I find myself right up shit creek without a paddle. I'm completely lost in native territory, my supplies are dry, and I have no idea how long I can even hold out anymore. Thankfully, I find a savior in a friendly healer out in the middle of nowhere, and for now, I'm pretty much stuck with him. Still, I don't think I mind...
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It would be remiss of me to not draw attention to A Healing Touch at this point, a scenario that very much nestled this idea in my mind. I tried not to be that much of a ripoff. You can find that scenario here: https://aetherroom.club/929