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HP = 30, PP = 58, EP = 32, Status = Fine
So far, Therion had offered no aid for Gevira in her quest. She'd been to Celesis, Gods-Reach, and even the Academy, and no one had been able to tell her how to help her sister. Even though they'd long left Artmirst behind, her family had barely been able to take care of her sister, who'd been reduced to a mindless puppet by the demons corruption. for the past two years, Gevira had searched everywhere she could, spoke to every expert on demons that she could find, and still had come up empty. Now, her last hopes lay in Therion, with a married pair of mages, who supposedly might know something about the corrupting influence of demons.
She'd just arrived in the massive city, having passed the gates only moments ago, when something had Arrived. It was huge, floating over the city like some kind of titanic jellyfish, with its multitude of writhing tentacles. It was gray, and looked as though it were covered in slime, and as she and those around her looked up at it, a multitude of small objects began falling off of it onto the city like snow. One of them fell directly in front of Gevira, and as it stood up, she got a good look at it. It was about 3 feet tall, and stood on four thin jointless legs. It was also slimy, and its only other distinguishing feature was the fact that it had no extremities besides its legs, and a dozen or so writhing fleshy tentacles. It took a step toward her, Gevira estimating that it was now ten feet away form her, and she had no idea what this thing was or what it wanted.