(The Merchant Slumps In Relief, And Nods.)

(The Merchant slumps in relief, and nods.)

I promise they won’t get the chance to. I can’t promise you that no one will try, but I’ll be there to prevent any… Uninvited conflict.

(A rustling and a quiet sigh from outside the door)

DG? It’s the Merchant, friend, may I come in?

MERCHANT!!!!!!

Yess :3

(Merchant has seen most of this damage, but the missing ones are new. He calmly picks up the blanket and folds it, handing it back to DG as the cleric reaches out again.)

Missing fins will stay gone… I can fix these. {The cleric moves behind DG and touches an injured fin}

DG? I’ve returned with a cleric. He’s semi-retired, but agreed to see you.

Cleric- o-Okay- There a good cleric right?- they won't hurt me.

'there'? Where/What is 'there'?

The Feywild, stranger.

{The cleric Lays his Hands on DG’s arm, feeling out the fracture and pulling to set it back in place before sealing the bone back together}

(The Merchant stands just behind him, waiting.)

DG? I’ve returned with a cleric. He’s semi-retired, but agreed to see you.

Cleric- o-Okay- There a good cleric right?- they won't hurt me.

Five??

How long have you been around damn

Older than old man Earl

Earl is a halfling, yes?

Yes.

Ask the right questions, and you’ll get the answers you’re looking for. This is a game now, since you’re so curious. Go ahead; I’ll answer.

(The Merchant drops his hand and vanishes.)

(A rustling and a quiet sigh from outside the door)

DG? It’s the Merchant, friend, may I come in?

MERCHANT!!!!!!

Yess :3