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	To anyone that arrived back to the inn, Suzune would welcome them back, breakfast now ready. The meal consisted of As for breakfast it was as she described earlier: Flatbread filled with falafel, humus, black beans, cucumber sauce, and potatoes, with sides of eggs, sausages, cheeses, and steam buns with a sweet date paste in the center. Though she would give a worried look to Kistal with his injured arm, before Suzune could express herself  about Kistal, Vog seemed a bit startled as Neev went from seeming dead asleep to hopping out of his arms.

	She was already over next to Kistal examining his arm. “Oh my, oh my! This is curious indeed! Where could you have gotten a bite like this all the way out here?” she started, her tail whipping back and forth. Nix didn’t seem enthusiastic about the girl running up to him and bared her fangs at her with a low growl. Neev’s ears perked up and she took a step back waving her hands. “Don’t worry, I won’t harm him, in fact,” she said folding one arm around herself and resting her chin on her index finger and thumb contemplatively. “I think I remember the right spell for this. I used to see this seldomly in Midrill, but I never thought that I would see it out here. You are a long way from home, missy,” she told Nix, who only huffed in response and looked away as she settled back down. A book then lifted from one of her pockets and flupped through the pages till it landed on the ome she was looking for. “Alright, here it is! let's get this arm fixed.”

	Neev lifted Kistal’s arm up and out. “Alright, hooooold here,” she said as she held both hands over the wound, just a few inches from it. Chanting under her breath and with her eyes closed, the ice around the wound started to dwindle into nothingness and the wound itself started to glow as it closed up, leaving a scar. “There! How does it feel? It may still be sore for a few days, as it was rather deep.


	Vog simply sighed and found a place to sit down, as did most of the others. Even Hilde found a comfy place to sit near the bar where her mother was. Bidzil found a center table and sat, getting started on his food, chuckling to himself about how confused Allanon seemed to be to go back and forth. Seems like they could have just stayed here and it would have sorted itself out, but better safe than sorry. He looked around at everyone, something obviously on his mind, and when his eyes settled on Chihiro, a question came to mind.

	[color=F4A460]“Hey Chihiro, if you don’t mind me asking… That Jeevak guy everyone was mentioning at the bandit camp. Kallen called him the ‘enemy of man’, but you mentioned having to see him again… as enemies? What do you know of him? I mean, I was kinda trying to gather the treasures as well, but… I don’t know quite how I feel about it if it’s something that will get others hurt. Though, then again, if this guy is as bad as he sounds, maybe trying to get them to keep his hands off them is a better reason to try to get the treasures. I know it’s an old tale, but if anything, these last few days seem to tell me the legend of the oracle and the Vanishing Kingdom are as real as any of us in this room,”[/color] Bidzil said, looking a bit more serious than his usually carefree and loose persona painted him as. [color=F4A460]“I don’t want anything like what’s happened to my town to happen anywhere else.”[/color]

	“Jeevak? That name is familiar,” Neev interrupted, her ears twitching over to Bidzil’s question. She quickly turned to Vog, and looked between him and Maeve. “He was here after I had started to rest, right?” she asked, partially to both of them.

	“Yes, was able to clear your early mana sickness signs, and from what I heard, he helped the fair Isoli and her friend settle a matter outside in the square,” Vog recalled, little pieces of what he saw and rumors he heard while staying by Neev’s side.


	In the meantime, Nix took it upon herself to check if Kistal’s arm really was well. She sat next to him, cross-legged with the vase in her lap, and took his arm in her paws. She looked it over for a moment, unsatisfied with the strange magic the girl used and started licking it to clean it. She gave a half hearted glance towards Kallen when he mentioned her by name, but quickly went back to work, ignoring him.

 The tinker, curious as to the smells in the room and the calmer atmosphere, poked its head from the top of the jar, the webbing ‘lid’ pushing slightly out of place as she did so. Whoever was to look towards it would see two beady golden eyes peeking at them. Hilde tilted her head slightly and squinted in thought. [color=D2691E]“A smith? Something that small? I mean, I never heard of any such thing as a ‘tinker imp’ before, but how could something like that possibly make anything comparable to a smithy? Especially larger items,”[/color] she said, voicing her disbelief.



Kallen’s book excerpt from Merryfeather's Encyclopedia of Humanoid Creatures:
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Tinker imps are known to be little curious thieves that thrive at night.. Tinkers don't see taking what they want as a bad thing, though they do recognize that other creatures don't like their stuff stolen. Male tinkers will regularly make fun of the creature they steal from, though sometimes this act of teasing can lead to their own injury or even death. This teasing nature can also be found in some willful female tinkers. Generally, tinkers are harmless but a nuisance, and it is a common joke in older societies that when someone loses something they blame a tinker for running off with it, though it's normally thought to be more of an urban legend. Forest tinker imps share most qualities with other tinker imps, though they are usually covered in fur and can actually be quite vicious if provoked due to the more predator-heavy environment, and have rarely ever been seen due to their somewhat  evasive, however hostile nature when cornered into their territory. They are more beast-like than their human-looking counterparts, and can change their size for a limited time to fend off or intimidate larger creatures. More study is needed on this exotic subspecies, but many researchers return from their expeditions early due to injuries resulting from getting too close to the little forest tinkers. A tinker can always be lured by a specific fruit depending on its region. Researches had found leftovers of peaches, such as the pits, in the forest close to where a tinker may reside and have had much success staving off angry forest tinkers by dropping peaches as they runaway. Researchers are wary of getting too close to these territorial variants of tinkers, as they have occasionally seen a forest tinker defend itself or younger tinkers by burrowing into a predator monster and proceed to kill it from the inside out. One thing to note, however, is that no researcher has been fatally wounded by a tinker, as if not to hurt another sapient that isn't attacking it, but to chase it off. They can replenish mana through absorbing the innate mana in what they eat, often needing to eat several times more than their own bodyweight to keep them stable should they venture out of their forest homes. Tinkers will often make gifts for other tinkers that they like, and is even more so true when looking for potential mates, the male tinker trying his best to make something extravagant to attract the affection of a female tinker imp.
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