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[@Silver Carrot], [@13org], [@AzureKnight], [@PaulHaynek]
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[color=ed1c24][i]"It's a little ways back to the guild hall, why don't we stop somewhere along the way and grab a bite to eat?"[/i][/color]

A large grumbling gurgle could be heard emitting from Titanica's stomach immediately after Vara finished. The titanic realized at how famished she was, having only relied on absorbing the mana around her for the past weeks. She almost forgot how real food actually tasted. Giving in to the temptation of hunger, she agreed to eat with them once they came to the Shrine. 

Later that night, the group finally entered the Shrine of Eos after a long and tiring journey. Titanica expected this place to be rather holy and filled with religious imagery, similar to a temple she once visited to regarding a certain moth tribe. However what she saw instead was more... intimate. Every couple and harem there was going at it like rabbits and had no intentions in stopping anytime soon. Even the shops were selling several questionable items, such as skimpy bikini wear, purple spiked cucumbers, black beads of eight, some kind of weird lotion, purple spiked cucumbers connected to a waist-strap, tiny donuts wrapped in square packages...

Latex suits? Taco models? Handcuffs? Blindfolds? Flashlights...? 

[b][color=00aeef]"The hell is all this stuff?"[/color][/b] she'd ask audibly to herself as she continues walking with the rest of the group.

Clearly she still hasn't caught up with the times yet.

Soon enough the group bumped into what appears to be the owner of the place - a rather voluptuous and skimpy dressed harpy with fiery wings and... nipple lances? The more Titanica looked at her the more uncomfortable she began to feel. She feel like she absolutely didn't belong in whatever hell-hole this place is. The owner began to explain where they are somewhat and asked if they wanted something to do regarding romantic things. Eventually she noticed both her and the demon lady.

"[color=orange][i]I see some new faces among you. New members for the guild?[/i][/color]"

[b][color=00aeef]"Temporary."[/color][/b] the titan immediately blurts out as she crosses her arms, [b][color=00aeef]"We were told you had a job that needs taken care of."[/color][/b]

A sound of ecstasy nearby distracted Titanica for a brief moment as she glances over to see white custard splatter onto someone's face.

No really, they have a real intimate relationship with custard pies and eclairs. Just look at them gorging on them and smearing that thick sweet white goodness all over their faces. Rather disgusting really. 

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Morgan's patient was a blue-skinned female cyclops, who mentioned something about her shoulder hurting after having been shot by a gang of thieves. Carefully she unwrapped her patient's shoulder and saw the gunshot wound. It penetrated rather deep into her tissue, however this is something she can easily heal up. Using her magic, the mothwoman's hand began to glow a warm yellow hue and proceeded to wave her hands over the small hole. The yellow particles that came off her hands slowly drifted down to the wound and slowly but surely began to heal the gunshot wound.

Within the hour, Morgan's patient was healed up and ready to go. 

[color=f26522][b]"There we are!"[/b][/color] she announces cheerfully as she plants her hands on her hips, [color=f26522][b]"All good! Just try not to use that arm for extensive activities for the rest of the day and it'll all settle by tomorrow."[/b][/color]

The cyclops thanked the mothwoman admirably for her services.

"[color=lavender]Many thanks, Miss Morgan. I'm sure we will find some way to repay you for your services. We have gold back at the Guild but we may need that to repair the hole that our friend, Titanica, made on the building.]It's going to be costly...[/color]"

The healer was going to reply more on that subject before Neil interjected for her.

[i]"Well, Morgan here wants to meet her so... I guess that could be her reward?"[/i]

"[color=lavender][i]Will that be enough? She had essentially saved my life, you know?[/i][/color]"

[color=f26522][b]"Fine by me!"[/b][/color] Morgan answers with a confident smile and a thumbs up, [color=f26522][b]"I'm not the type to rely solely on the whole money-money thing anyways. Your satisfaction is all what matters to me!"[/b][/color]

After a small chat between the others, the mothwoman's excitement could no longer bear to wait any longer.

[color=f26522][b]"Show me where she is!"[/b][/color] she asks in a childish glee, [color=f26522][b]"There is so much I need to tell to my friend!"[/b][/color]