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[drinkuntilidie]

[Anyone listening to their journal right now gets to hear the delightful sound of Kevas retching into a bucket. He's tried to keep his suffering silent for as long as he can, but with all the vomiting, shaking, and his head feeling like it's splitting open, Kevas just doesn't care any more.]

I want someone to do me a favor.

[Kevas sounds tired

Comments

[dominateartimus]

I'm afraid I can't help you in the weapon department with my current repertoire.

Can't you go and see a 'healer' about your current condition though?

[dominateartimus]

Then that might pose a bit of a problem.

[drinkuntilidie]

Thought it might.

[dominateartimus]

Any other ideas on how to get in?

[drinkuntilidie]

Fly? Hell if I know.

[dominateartimus]

If you're talking about flying through a wall, forget it.

[drinkuntilidie]

Well damn, that would have been pretty entertai-[URP]

[dominateartimus]

I might have another way in, but I don't know if it'll work.

[drinkuntilidie]

[Give him a second, he's still seeing what he had for lunch today.]

Might as well give it a shot.

[He doesn't have the energy to be witty anymore.]

[dominateartimus]

Alright then. If I don't show up, then I ran in to an issue.