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Magic without a magic
Steel wakes up. This is not where she went to sleep. She has a peek at the stream -
- And lets out a surprised yelp at the nonsensical cacophony.
"What in the blue hells is this place?" No answer is immediately apparent, so she climbs to the top of the ravine, carefully avoiding the various inexplicable things in the area. The snake-goat hybrid was particularly grotesque.
The top of the ravine has a road. She tries to fly, but can't. Again, very strange. This is a pretty nice road, physically, but magically it's completely undeveloped. She walks towards the city, peeking at the stream once in a while only to see fog, and seeking an explanation.
- And lets out a surprised yelp at the nonsensical cacophony.
"What in the blue hells is this place?" No answer is immediately apparent, so she climbs to the top of the ravine, carefully avoiding the various inexplicable things in the area. The snake-goat hybrid was particularly grotesque.
The top of the ravine has a road. She tries to fly, but can't. Again, very strange. This is a pretty nice road, physically, but magically it's completely undeveloped. She walks towards the city, peeking at the stream once in a while only to see fog, and seeking an explanation.
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And she asks the surgeon, "I don't want to sell this stuff unless someone actually needs it, it can really mess you up if you take too much or if you take it for a long time, but can you see a lot of people wanting it?"
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The next morning she's back at the surgeon's place with the pills, and copious notes on them.
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