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I walk through the halls, a bit hungry from the last hunt, as well as all the effort I had to put into making this new rifle. Perhaps I should go grab something to eat...
On my way there, I notice Toria walking about. Considering the fact that she should be bed-ridden if she's got that toxin in her, how is she walking around as if nothing was the matter? Bah, a riddle for another day. I walk in, grab some stuff to tide me over, and walk out, wondering if I can find Alistair to help me test the new Hyphen.
Considering what happened last time I tested something out...
The first thing Linnzie finds in the forest is a track. Actually, a set of tracks, and a very strong scent of Ursadak. The tracks end very abruptly, and the trail's end is marked by a few bones, some of which are broken and all off which have large teethmarks on them. Most of the creature's bones seem to be missing, along with all of its flesh and organs.
"Why are you thinking with your stomach?" I reluctantly hand Toria half of the Sandwich I was busy munching on.
"Better yet, why aren't you in bed? I've seen toxic transformations before, and the poor victims were bedridden for most of the process..."
Linnzie could still see the shadowy figure, so she did something she would regret later. She kneed Seraphim and he dropped to the ground, she then took off deeper so she could get away from everyone.
I had slowly risen off the bed.
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