#[ I DONT KNOW WHY I SAID ADAMANTINE IDK WHAT I WAS THINKING ABOUT BUT YOU KNOW THE TOWER I MEANT!!! YOU KNOW ]

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                               “   certainly not what i’d been expecting ----------.  “     and he’s still getting a feel for it, palm flat against the wooden doorframe ( aged, from the feel of it ) that leads into the makeshift clinic, brow furrowed in a mix of concentration and faint uncertainty. darktown’s fetid streets are nothing new to him, of course -----     truth is, he’s spent more time down here than he’d care to admit, be it for the purposes of purchasing herbs, or for shaking off an armored undesirable      ----- but he cannot say that he’s ever been here before. the renowned clinic that all of lowtown spoke of, in tones that were hushed but no less appreciative in spite of the fact.       it’s creaky. it smells of mildew. and his first steps inward are nothing if not hesitant.      “  your ‘ clinic ‘, that is.      although, if we’re to remain in the vein of honesty, then i suppose that'd apply to you, as well. ... ...     anders, was it?  “                 / @mageright.