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PEASANT JAMES
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2024-12-19 12:40:58
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2024-12-19 12:41:45
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The steps leading into the basement of this branch of the Abrahamic Corporation are dark and only lit by flames. It seems crude for a tech company to use flames instead of electricity, but as you scale down the final steps, a clockwork lurches towards you from out of sight. The creature stops short, though. Its many heads staring at the flames with worry as it babbles in a language that might only exist within your mind.

Saint James
2024-12-19 12:44:04
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A large vampwelf struggles forward. He leans on a large rifle like one would a cane. "Do not worry visitor. See this gun? I have never had to use it on a clockwork before."
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2024-12-19 12:44:15
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"To me, Bonecrusher. Do not scare the guests."
"Where have I placed my manners? I, James, welcome you to our home." Looking around, clockworks of all types slink and slither around the room. While some throw the new visitor a curious glance, none of them show hostility.
Saint James
2024-12-19 12:44:59
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"I am the deadliest creature in this basement. Hoo hoo hoo!"
"You may know me as Sir Count Crawford of the von Drakken house."
"Long name, yes? That's why we just call me James."
"Do you have a family member, friend, or pet who has been afflicted by the madness that the clockwork virus can bring? Then come forth. We offer cures to the madness, and calm the souls of those who have been overtaken." James pets the large multiheaded creature that nuzzles up to him.
"If you know anything about the Drakken household, I am sure you are wondering why I am in a place like this. Well, every drakken worth their blood has a nichtendrakk."
2024-12-19 12:46:55
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"A mighty and powerful dragon of the skies that commands, no, demands those of its domain to hail it as a god."

"Those monsters of House von Blehken! They dare call the von Drakkens beasts when they have weaponized the clockwork virus in battle! I-....I...."
"Sorry. You....You did not come to speak of petty vampwelf affairs. I'm sure you don't even know the meaning of my words."
"My beloved Bonecrusher. He was a nichtendrakk until....someone infected him."
"To be fair. We were in war, and I had killed many, as warring people do. But the war was fair and honorable, as honorable as vampwelfs can be, until clockwork weaponry was used."
"This is why I funded the Abrahamic Corporation. They seeked to heal those afflicted such as he."
"It took so long that my beloved Bonecrusher was twisted into a shape that is no longer recognizable, but he is cured."
"And I can tell, he still recognizes me somewhere deep in his mind."
"So should you hold someone dear, let the blood and flesh of the Lord heal them, and make them well. The sooner you bring them in, the better the results, but do not expect perfection. They will be changed no matter what."
"BUT! Do NOT come with clockworks who are of sound mind who do not wish to be converted! There is nothing wrong with them, only something wrong with your attitude towards them. The Abrahamic Corporation seeks to CURE the MADNESS. Not to CURE the existence of clockworks."
"Me and my fellows down here also do pet bleedings. For a little blood, and a small donation to the Abrahamic Corporation, we shall create a new being from two pets."
"Do not mind the fact that we take a bit more blood than other companies."
"A guy's got to eat. You understand?"
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