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Level 7: 31/70
Word Count: itty bitty
Location: The Under → Home of Tears
Points Gained: 1 (+25)
NEW EXP balance--- Level 7: 57/70 [/center]
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	Listening to Polaris was easy.

 [i]We’ve always stuck together.[/i]

Withdrawing her Tool Gun, she turned what probably would have been a considerable mining effort into a stroll. The little weapon had proven useful time and time again ever since that Museum.

	The Director was happy to get out of the muck and into the rain. The atmosphere out here was downright pleasant, and moody in a good way. 

	“That probably took a couple years off my lifespan. But we made it.” Jesse said, taking in the scenery.

	There, they ran into a familiar face. Cornifer the Cartographer. “That’s some trade secret.” Jesse muttered good-naturedly. He also told them a valuable bit of information: there was a Consul in town. And exactly where he lived. Seemed like a target worth considering, or at least worth learning about. But a problem for later. They all needed to recharge their batteries.

	That was when they were interrupted by a stranger. Jesse figured she was a good judge of character. Cornifer seemed nice, and this guy knew Cornifer, and this guy also seemed nice. Personally, Jesse was up to getting to know the place.

	“Gee, thanks.” She said sarcastically when he said they all looked awful. Therion responded, and it was a bit of a cold reception, so Jesse stepped up to the front of the group.

	“But yeah, we just kinda went through a bunch of bullshit to get here. My name’s Jesse Faden. If you could help us out, we’d appreciate it.” She said, looking to follow this fellow to promised medicine.