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Ouch. Teo is athletic enough and interested in gray activities enough to know non-zero about fighting, but he never got hurt. Not this badly. Yes, he would like to fix this please.

He also would like to stab the fucking goblin with the pointy end.

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His nose snaps back into place, and if it weren't for all the blood no one would know it was broken in the first place.

The sword goes into the goblin easily, and Enserric laughs somewhat maniacally. "Oh, I missed this!" he says joyously.

"Glad somebody's having fun," the goblin says in a strained tone of voice. When the blade leaves her body the wound closes, but she's panting and sweating. She tries somewhat lamely to kick Teo in the shins.

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Teo jumps. The sword goes down on the goblin. Altogether, it's not the most dignified move.

Now, that he got going, he will just try to stab and slash the creature until it stops.

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She goes down after one more solid hit. After a couple more, her eyes close.

Enserric clears his nonexistent throat. "Far be it from me to stop the fun, but it's at this point that you should probably either kill the beast or leave well enough alone. She'll be unconscious for a few hours; if you continue to mince her, she may lapse into a coma."

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"Will she eventually wake up from a coma?" Teo says after stopping mid-swing.

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"Well, yes. Unless she's devoured by a roving tentacle monster, or something. But continuing to stab her once she's already unconscious just seems like a bit of a waste of time, don't you think? And, I don't know, sort of tacky."

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Sigh. "Okay." He carefully wipes some blood. Enserric might notice it doesn't stick the glove, or the rest of the suit. He takes a look at knocked out goblin, maybe is there anything to take away from her?

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She's wearing nothing except a belt with several small glass bottles on it. Three red, one green, and one purple.

(Enserric himself is mysteriously blood-free, as if he drank the stuff off of his surface.)

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Potentially ew, but first. "Can you identify those?" Teo waves at the potions.

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"The red stuff is an aphrodisiac," Enserric diagnoses. "Green is a mild poison. Purple... probably hair dye."

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"Should I take them? Also, how are you so clean?"

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"Do you have any use for aphrodisiacs, poison, or hair dye that may or may not actually be a different kind of poison? My blade absorbs blood, for convenience and easier maintenance. If you want, I can teach you a cleaning spell."

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"Oh, please do teach me a cleaning spell. I was dreading figuring out cleaning."

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Enserric teaches him a cleaning spell. It's white magic, which means it's a bit fiddly and complex for the size of its effect, but "no one wants to have to get all fired up every time they want to wash," as Enserric puts it.

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Teo is definitely delighted and attentive about it. Also, he will be so careful about this kind of magic back home. Then, he can be clean again.

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Once he's clean again, Enserric suddenly vibrates and says "Heads up- someone's coming. Not a goblin or an imp."

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"Oh, joy." He prepares mentally to cast blind.

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Someone enters the clearing. He's a short, slender man - around four and a half feet tall - with the ears, fur, and tail of a white mouse. He wears a simple robe, dyed robin's-egg blue; it hangs off his shoulders, as if he lost weight since it was sewn. He doesn't look like he had much to lose. There's also a string of intricately carved prayer beads around his neck.

He's looking around cautiously. Upon spotting Teo, he squeaks in alarm and leaps back into a well-practiced fighting stance. After a moment, though, he squints, straightens back up, and bows. "I'm sorry," he says in a quiet, surprisingly deep voice. "You startled me. I've never seen a morph like you; I thought you might be a demon."

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"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. I am not a demon. Or a morph."

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"Not a morph? That's... oh my, are you human?"

"No," Enserric interjects. "He's an interdimensional alien who happens to look like one, apart from having blue hair."

The mouse-morph blinks. "Sorry, who was that? And are you being sarcastic, because I can't really tell."

"The sword," says the sword. "My name's Enserric. And I'm not being sarcastic. This time."

"Ah," the mouse-morph says. He bows again. "I apologize, I should introduce myself: I am Jojo, monk of the Celestial Lotus. Yourself?"

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"Dateovont Moro, from Jakav and Eleseo, Amenta." He mimics the bow.

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"Well met, Dateovont. Your... sword... says you're from another dimension? What brings you to Mareth, if I may ask?"

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"Call me Teo. We met in a interdimensional hub that I was stuck at. And my species undergoes something called spring and being there got me stuck in it. I figured that if I was going to have an over-active sex-drive and suicidal thoughts, I might as well do it somewhere where I can be productive."

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Jojo frowns. "I'm sorry to hear that. When I'm overcome by the ambient lust of Mareth, I meditate; have you ever tried it?"

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"Just got it here, but I will hardly turn down resources."

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