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[championmage]

Why not?

[What else do you do upon hearing a story like that? Throw it in an archive and talk about how neat it is?]

I thought it was pretty bloody clear-- the fat man's made of centipedes and he's feeding on people. We're not going to let him keep on doing that! Those people can't help themselves!

[bloodbinds]

[ That's more of Jon's purview than hers.

Ava sighs, slowly standing. Her legs feel like lead and her head feels a little foggy, a little heavy. She shakes her head, gets her bearings. ]

Yeah. Yeah, you're right. We should go deal with him and the other woman...as quickly and efficiently as possible. And then we should alert some people about the old folks who are there.

[championmage]

That's the spirit! I say we go root out this insect-man before he preys on any more helpless elders or healers.

[He grins and only then notices how tired she suddenly seems.]

You all right? That was pretty nasty to think about. You look like you're going to be sick.

[bloodbinds]

I'm okay. A little...dizzy, I think. I might just need to eat before we go. Maybe it drained my reserves?

[ Jon said it would be a problem. Ava glances over towards the mirror in her room, like she thinks something's going to be watching her. Nothing is. She grabs her hair tie and pulls her hair back. ]

We should just go and get it done. Sooner the better, right?