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[b][color=DECF4C]Wordage:[/color][/b] [i]518 words (+1 points)[/i]
[b][color=DECF4C]Experience:[/color][/b] [i]4/30 EXP[/i]
[b][color=DECF4C]Location:[/color][/b] [i]Sector 7 Slums ➡ Seventh Heaven[/i]
[sup][b][u][color=DECF4C]Interaction[/color][/u][/b][/sup]
[sup]Giovanna's [@Lugubrious], Zenkichi's [@Multi_Media_Man], Pit’s [@Yankee] and Susie's [@Archmage MC][/sup][/center]
Despite the whole of Sector 7 being practically abuzz with merriment, folk out in the streets celebrating and enjoying the peace that was earned.

Partitio couldn't help shake the feeling that even though everybody put their blood, sweat and tears into defending these folks lives that they'd payed for it in the end. The merchant hadn't really known Tora for all that long, as he stood there Partitio scratched the back of his neck.

'[i][color=DECF4C]Somewhere out there..I know there's folks sufferin' just as much as we did, or worse.[/color][/i]' those were his words, something he said to his old man before he left home. But something had begun to tell him he was far-far from home but it didn't make what he was beginning to recall any less true '[i][color=DECF4C]I wanna do what I can for em'. Use my talents to make the world a better place.[/color][/i]' being a merchant was more than making a bundle of leaves, it was the reason why that matters.

Partitio walked along removing his hat, he stared at it for a moment before placing it back on his head. He remembered everything, why he left home, about how Roque betrayed him and the people living in his town, about Griff and every day he lived scraping by on nothing.

The merchant trailed behind the Seekers, and entered the Seventh Heaven wiping something from his cheek. Met by cheers and smiles, the Seekers looked quite dour in comparison but Partitio was a different kind of man he knew the right words could snap them frowns upside down. So once Giovanna was finished her piece, the merchant who had taken a seat at the bar turning on the stool to listen well to her while he swigged a bottle of draft beer.

"[color=DECF4C]Now ya'll listen, I don't know who all of ya are nor who this Peach or Goldlewis is! Don't even know where the heck this even is but I do know one thing,[/color]" Partitio took a swig of the beer he was served setting it down with a hearty [i]thunk[/i] to turn to the lot gathered around inside the tavern "[color=DECF4C]Your more than just a bunch of helpful strangers no ya'll are bona-fide heroes.[/color]" they certainly were, they sacrificed a lot to just fight back a horde of robots "[color=DECF4C]If you can fight a whole dang army all by yourselves well then you can do anything, if Poppi were here she'd have wanted us to be happy that her life meant somethin' worth celebrating cause she fought with people who were good. I cast my lot with you, I saw there was something about you folk and I knew you could pull through for this dang town.[/color]" he pulled out a coin from his pocket, flipping it with his thumb and catching it.

"[color=DECF4C]I wouldn't trade nothing for the folks I met all this way and I certainly won't forget em', and that's something I'll drink to. To Poppi.[/color]" the merchant raised up the bottle and drank it in cheers even if nobody else would join him he felt like honoring the little Nopon's friend was appropriate.