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Written By Leonaess

Oct. 1, 2022, 10:58 a.m.(6/24/1018 AR)

I had a trickle of customers come into my shop yesterday complaining of a headache and rash that started creeping along their arms and legs. Quickly, they all became patients as I tried my best to diagnose the issue but the manner of the rashes spread seemed unusual for a common irritation. One poor soul had it on his buttocks and trying to get him to sit for longer than a minute without wiggling himself in the chair was a difficulty.

I discovered that they all had one thing in common: purchasing a "beauty" cream to help with firming loose skin. The poor dears were sold something rotten and I discovered the contents to hold stinging nettle and ragweed. I supplied them all with a cooling salve and asked them to stop immediate use of the purchased magical serum. I learned then that it was bought from a stall in the market proper and they all fell prey to false advertising. Upon making a report to the Iron Guard they were able to catch the scoundrel at a nifty checkpoint and stop him from entering the Lyceum Ward.

Can you imagine itchy, scratchy, irritable Velenosians all over the place? I shudder to think about it.

Written By Leonaess

Sept. 10, 2022, 9:30 p.m.(5/11/1018 AR)

I found myself tried upon the waves and while I like to that I was a stone unyielding against the testing tempest - I was but sea foam.

Written By Leonaess

July 29, 2022, 4:03 p.m.(2/9/1018 AR)

My wandering feet have brought me back to Arx and I suppose that it is high time that I put some roots in the ground. Speaking of roots, I'd heard disturbing tales of troublesome trees from local villages within the Oathlands during my travels and there is a tension that resides within each household as families struggle with the decision of possibly relocating for fear they'll be next. Even more disturbing, was my passing through the small township of Pimpled Pine to find it void of all life. It looked as if all the folk, that had been laughing a week or so ago during my visit, just vanished into thin air.

From animal attacks, towns mysteriously being empty of life, and now we've got agitated oaks? It is a strange time.

Written By Leonaess

March 7, 2020, 1:14 p.m.(11/20/1012 AR)

I've never been this far North and it is amazing that it has taken me this long! Hopefully, Farhaven yields it's secrets to me but first I need to blend in and find something with fur.

Written By Leonaess

July 19, 2019, 2:11 a.m.(6/27/1011 AR)

Many a question buzzes through my mind and perhaps such acts of taking others under your wing comes naturally. Either way, it is a strangeness you present to my life and I welcome it as meeting you has provided new challenges.

I also find that I like the stubble.

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