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Breaking from the forest edge with a worn old hammer in one hand and a marred but still slightly burning flask in the other, Turrent appears with almost every inch of him soaked in smoke and soot. Bits of red peek through the visible skin damage as he hobbles enough into town before falling in the middle of town face first with an audibly strained grunt.
Rolling over onto his back, he stares up with a light but somehow jovial giggle to the sky, his laughter releasing smoke from his lungs. His ponytail at a light smolder instead of charred like usual.
"Well shite...This be a roight mess again. Trial numbah three-six-eight ain't the ticket either. 'Ow in their crazed wriggle of a thinker do they up their gear?....Them squeakers got some trick to it and I ain't stopping till it's mine too."
He continues to lie in town center simply mumbling combinations of chemicals and powders without moving from his spot.
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A flash can be seen from the skein gate and footsteps are heard as a young gargylen steps out with a purple and white chicken following behind her. She looks around as if trying to find something but is immediately shocked upon seeing the man in the ground. She and her chicken rush over to the red-haired human and takes out some bandages.
Up close, there are green tints on her skin when seen up close and tiny tusks.
"A-Are you okay, sir??" (anatomy check: any body down?)
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Turrent turns his view at the sudden voice still in a jovial chuckle, he smiles as best he can before coughing out a bit more smog from his lungs and answering.
"Well ye be a new sight, I be all aces sheila. 'Course tha' be up to interpretation seein' as me whole self be fried up roight."
(5 Body down)
He raises his hand with the hammer in it and gives a half-hearted thumbs up sign.
"Better question lass be, who is ya?"
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"Sheila?"
Her chicken clucks and hops on Krankshaft's chest, nestling and fluffing her feathers only to be immediately lifted from her spot and put back on the ground by Cora. The young gargylen takes out a handkerchief and wipes some soot away before wrapping some bandages on the human (begin first aid).
"Am Cora, sir. Most call me Pebble."
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"No need to up and worry ya noggin' bout it. So yer Cora? Well it be a pleasure ta meet ya. I be Turrent. If it be a bit much ya can be callin' me Krank. I know you stoney-folk be sometimes rough with the talk-words."
Turrent lays back fully relaxed and allows the first-aid, the removal of soot from his face reveals his bolted gash that looks rough but healed enough to hold. He chuckles as he looks back to the sky again.
"Ain't from 'round here are ya? All comin' by for a visit to some folk I'm guessin'?"
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She tilts her head at the sight of the bolted gash, but finishes the first aid and continues to wipe soot from the man's face.
"Am not, sir. From Jericho. Visiting brothers."
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Raising himself into a seated position, he lets out a string of giggles as he pockets his hammer and stares at the flask in his hand before shrugging and corking up the contents. His smile breaks through as he twists the bolt in his face a bit before speaking again.
"Ah ya be one o' them Jericho folk. Roight Roight, well welcome all to Ralinwood. I ain't to knowin' of folk round here yet so I won't be too useful fer finding who all yer looking for, but I'll be helpin' if I can. Can't roight let ya scamper off without a bit o' payment fer the healing. Who's ya target?"
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"O-Oh, don't have to give me payment. Not want to trouble you."
Her chicken clucks and hops on Krank's lap and nestles in.
"Um, well- brothers are tall and green. One makes drinks and does healing magic things, other wears a lot of bones and does nature magic things, sir."
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"Hhhmmm....They does the magics and they be green skins eh? One up and be soundin' familiar. I been hearing word bout a big green fella that be running the bar, probably the fella ya lookin' fer."
He ponders a moment with his fist comically held to his chin with a silly thinking face.
His hand points out towards the Tavern while his other just tosses lazily the corked flask up and down.
"If ya head yerself that-a-way you'll find 'im inside most likely dealing with folk. I figure I'mma take a sit and test this here mix. See what sorta boom I be dealin' wit'."
Turrent grins wide as he catches and eyes his flask proper to look over the burnt contents.
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"Boom?"
She looks down at the flask. her chicken clucks as she fluffs her feathers. The chicken tries to peck at the flask.
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