A cold wind blows through the small decrepit graveyard in front of the church. Shutters and other loose neglected ad to the mood of death and decay.
Outside Church, Outside Church
bedbug
shop keeper
I am a shop keeper who got lucky. I read books on how to stay in business. I have been personally summoned by the king before.
It's so cold out here but I am glad I have this book to keep me company. _partner_act get weed Oh! There's a bedbug. Hello little guy. It sure is cold out here isn't it? _partner_act give weed to shop keeper Oh thank you little guy even though this is a weed it's beautiful. All things in nature are, including you. _partner_emote ponder Can you talk little bedbug? Maybe you can read? Hunger Oh let's see if I have some food for you little guy. *Digs into purse to find a slice of bread*. Here you go little bedbug, hopefully this will curve your hunger. bread? Yes, can you eat bread? I know it's not much but it's all I have on me. That and my prayer book. Do you eat paper? BLOOD