[ His spot, thankfully, isn't his actual house— probably not comforting to visit a crumbling old Victorian with whorls of bone decorating its marble floor. Instead, they go to his spot in the healer's district, tucked back from the street among tall and luminous flowers. The dark and heavy canvas tent is empty and reasonably quiet, with the gentle sounds of street noise still within earshot.
There might be a lot of bone decoration, like eerie windchimes strung among the glowing flowers. But at least there are no skeletons. ]
Here. Pull up a seat. Slim chance we'll get interrupted by somebody who needs their insides put back in, but I only get a few of those here and there.
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[ His spot, thankfully, isn't his actual house— probably not comforting to visit a crumbling old Victorian with whorls of bone decorating its marble floor. Instead, they go to his spot in the healer's district, tucked back from the street among tall and luminous flowers. The dark and heavy canvas tent is empty and reasonably quiet, with the gentle sounds of street noise still within earshot.
There might be a lot of bone decoration, like eerie windchimes strung among the glowing flowers. But at least there are no skeletons. ]
Here. Pull up a seat. Slim chance we'll get interrupted by somebody who needs their insides put back in, but I only get a few of those here and there.