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Smiled, tapping Mathius "You need a Golem, if it can help-"

Max: hay that would work but wouldent that be slavery? * max said curiesly *

".."

"I love my job" she repeated quietly until she was sane again "I make these Golems, their apart of my cursed technique, for the most part they have no sentience"

"I could do that too...but I was advised to do such things for the benefit of my health."

*was seen meditating*

"Well I cam produce hundred of the little guys, they just follow my instructions.. depending on the golem I can instruct them without nothing but my cursed energy, she said removing her hat and tossing it onto a smaller Golem, which was sweeping the bar

"If its no good for you, why would you do it?" She asked "Admittedly I have my limits but they arent like that-"

Max: well I mean as long as they don’t back fire on us and become like gremlins tearing up stuff and all * max chuckled * max: maybe a test just to see how they do

"I fight with these, and have them do all my work, dude... these Golems are meant to be used as servants... thats the point of the technique-"

Max: that’s a interesting way of putting it but whatever as long as they don’t brake none of my moonshine that stuff takes a bit to make you know * he said as he took one of the boxes and started moving them to the bar to unpack it *

"I can make a golem out of anything really, from wood to stone, to pillows, to glass, and or flames if the fires big enough"

Lucky me.

max: what about pot * max said now wanting to know if the golems can turn into that

"Depends if the foliage is thick enough, but I would be able if thats the case" she said "I have no use for a golem made of pot"

max: ya but id do * max laughed slightly * max: im joking i just wanted to see if that was possible or not

"Why... what is going on?"


She looks out from her new job of Lore Master for a certain... who in the world is SoulHeart? a strange mysticl being? Who knows.

Wish goes to hug his mother, albiet he still doesnt know her well, but he still wants to love his mother

"Mother, its nice seeing you, where have you been?"

The goddess smiles, hugging her son. "Hello Wish. I'm sorry I haven' been around more, i've been busy with a new job I was tasked with..."

"Ah, I see.." he smiles "Father would be estatic to see you" he said "Should I get you some food? Or a treat?" He said

Peristéri phased through the entrance door effortlessly, appearing exhausted and weak. There were burn marks across their feathers as if something had casted harmful conjurations unto them.

“…you guys sell red wine here in large portions per chance,” Peristéri asked dreadfully. “it’s been rough today man.”

Damn, What happened to you?