As I wake up, I gasp and grab my leg. I look at it, and see it had a few glass shards in it. I scream as I get up from the ground, putting pressure on it. I close my eyes and bite my lip as I grasp one of the shards, and slowly take the glass shard out of my calve and put massive amounts of pressure on it to stop the bleeding. After I'm sure it's stopped bleeding, I repeat the process until all of the shards are out. and all the bleeding has stopped. I breathe heavily and grab a branch to pull myself up. I hop on one leg for a small bit, and try to walk on it. It was too painful, so I hop one one leg back to Allure Town.

As soon as I get to Allure Town, I ask for someone who could help with the leg, or maybe get that brute taken care of. I mash up some berries into a paste, and put them on my wounds, hoping that would help them heal, or disinfect. I saw that in a book one time. It stings at first but then gets numb and soon my whole leg is asleep. I hopped over to 'The Guild', and mumbled something as I wobbled in. [i]Dirty hoodlums... probably doing work for... for... a bad... dude... yeah...[/i] I think, and I sit in a chair and write a small letter down. 'Brutish Conkeldurr at tall building in Foggy Plains. Possible whereabouts of the thieves of the artifact, and it could be their bodyguard. Broke my leg, nearly killed me, to locate the building climb the mountain before you reach the fog and search for a very tall building. Take caution, very strong, but also very clumsy. Reward of 500 poke will be given if confirmation that it's dead, or at least locked up.' I tack it to the board and limp out. I look at the guild again. I didn't know why I hated it so much, I just did. It looked like a place where thugs might be.

I hobble around town, and wrap some cloth around my bum leg, and sit on a crate, open my bag, and take out the old human technologies, and yell "Auctioning relics from the far past!" and wait for a crowd to come over, and I begin thinking [i]How much could I make off of these?[/i] as I take out the 2 rectangles that unfolded and had a clear and shiny substance on the front. I look around, and make sure anyone who wanted to bid was here, and clear my throat. "Welcome to my auction! This here is a... um... a... an antique... uh... berry squishing device! Never used before! See, you just put the berry here and close this top rectangle on it, making a paste that goes great on food!" I say as I point to the middle of the bottom rectangle and pushed the top one down on top of it.

((The 'berry squishing device' is really a laptop.))