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Crafts has a minion!

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Crafts

The

Graveyard Manchu
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Age: 4 years, 1 month

Born: April 21st, 2009

Adopted: 3 years, 5 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: November 28th, 2009

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August 15th, 2010

Statistics

Level: 1
Strength: 11
Defense: 10
Speed: 10
Health: 10
HP: 10/10
Intelligence: 2
Books Read: 2
Food Eaten: 2
Job: Unemployed

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The Deranged Doctor

Story
Crafts had always prized his bright, vivid Glade coat and how his Glade was full of life. All had been wonderful for the Manchu. He took care of all of the various creatures that lived with him. He feared nothing and never worried that he could lose everything he loved.

The day she came to see him had started out like any other, he had tended to his simple crops and made his rounds with his minion. She was waiting for him at his hut when he returned. Crafts had to admit that he was mesmerized by her beauty, although if you were to ask him about it now he can barely recall the color of her hair. She told him that she was "lost" on her way to town and was hoping that she could stay until the next day. He agreed to let her stay and showed her around and which road she would take in the morning.

As night fell on the two, she began to start acting strangely. Throwing herself on him and acting as if as was trying to flirt with him. Crafts had ignored her very obvious signs, which did not sit well with her. Little did Crafts know that the woman staying with him was a witch. After Crafts went to bed, she put a curse on him, his home, and his Glade. The curse would cause Crafts to live forever, but his body would continue to age and decay, although he would always see himself as the handsome Glade Manchu he was. His house and Glade would decay as well, but Crafts would never be able to tell.

When Crafts woke up the next morning she had disappeared. As the years passed, Crafts Glade had became a stinky, damp bog. His home had begun to fall apart, and slowly began to be covered in vines. Crafts hadn't faired as well as his home and Glade. His coat lost all of its flowers and grass and was taken over by rotten skin. His mind is going as well, he only makes sense half of the time he speaks and he is slowly losing his mind. His minion is now a moving pile of bones, but to him she is still looks exactly the same. His only friends are the other animals who had suffered her curse and the rats that are now living in his house.

Crafts still practices medicine, although I'm not sure if you should trust anything he gives you. Take any cures from him at your own risk

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Song
Welcome to my humble abode, please don’t mind the mess. Just nest yourself down comfortable, let the doctor do the rest. Dear ghost, you look white as a sheet, just have yourself a seat. Open wide, say ‘Ah!’ Let the doctor take a peek. Now I must admit I knew you’d come, the boy and his love. Eloped to save her from disease, wash your hands of her blood.

I don’t want to alarm you, but you certainly are ill, stricken with a sickness deadly enough to kill. Even the strongest man would drop dead where he stands. I urge that we make haste if you are to stand a chance. Now what you got ain’t no quick fix, it ain’t no common cold. What you need’s a bona fide doctor’s miracle. Now the thing about miracles is that they don’t grow on trees. They don’t fall from the sky, you need a doctor like me. Lucky for you, you found me, so the rest should be no fuss, but before we get to saving lives there’s a few things to discuss.

Now I’m sure you’re wondering, what’s in it for me? Surely I would not perform these miracles for free. I’m not asking for a lot, it won’t cost you a dime. I just want the Princess here with me ‘til the end of time. I promise to take care of her, well rather, she’ll take care of me for the rest of her life in the Dark, fulfilling doctor’s fantasies.
-Doctor Doctor from Razia's Shadow

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