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*Lecter grunts as his body begins to heal, but it'll be awhile for broken bones. The Devil Hunter rolls away from the Praetorian and gets back to his feet*
Lecter: Time's up.
*He moves to re-engage the Praetorian, but waits for it to make the first move. He also doesn't want to be close to it when it dies, after seeing what happened to Horus*

*Finnick nods*
Finnick: Only bigger cities have this kinda stuff. Otherwise you gotta go straight to the makers.

*Elewynn nods and goes about trying to learn how to work the kitchen, cause she doesn't like Merg's attitude*
*She hears Zeta, and pauses*
Elewynn: How many people are here?

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*Finnick opens the pouch and eyes the substance before smiling*
Finnick: My thanks. Haven't had a non magical take in awhile.

*Elewynn raises an eyebrow at Mergoux's bluntness*
Elewynn: I'm Elewynn. And you are?
*Her tone is entirely neutral, and not bitchy even though she's tired of Mergoux's not so hidden discrimination against elves*

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*Lecter notices Horus' fall, but is too busy with his own fight to help*
*The Devil Hunter is forced to abandon Karma inside the Praetorian as he falls back, drawing both of his arm blades while backpedaling rapidly, but gets clocked in the jaw in his retreat. Considering the Praetorian is as strong as it is, his jaw shatters and he is sent off his feet*
Lecter: Sonofabitch...

*Finnick shrugs*
Finnick: Forbidden Oasis. Nice place, slightly abandoned. Other than that, a higher end dwarf dealer might get you some. Just don't let yourself be scammed.

*Elewynn nods her thanks and follows Taboo's directions to get to the kitchen. She notices Mergoux and frowns at the kitchen, as she has no idea how to use even half of it*
Elewynn: Might as well be Qun made...

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*Finnick grins and downs his own glass, a shiver running down his spine as he does so*
Finnick: Almost makes up for losing that Lyrium. But I didn't have to kill that thing, at least. Almost got scratch marks on my staff.
*Whether Finnick is experiencing the Dragonthorn as much as Taboo or not, he keeps to himself. He is, however, enjoying himself regardless*

*Elewynn stands up from her seat after finishing her glass*
Elewynn: I'm going to look around the area. See if I can get some food, or anything.
*Finnick just nods and waves Elewynn away, and he goes back to refilling his drink*

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*Lecter would smirk if he wasn't so busy with his fight, and manages to twirl around the spear, and stabs at the Praetorian's chest*

*Finnick laughs as she falls off the chair*
Finnick: Knew you'd like it.
*Taboo would feel her emotions stronger than before, where mild happiness is euphoria, and being bummed would basically be depression. She would also switch between emotions more easily*

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*Lecter moves to meet the Praetorian, holding Karma two handed*
Lecter: Might not have killed your friend, but I'll make sure you fall.
*He dashes forwards, and tries to cripple the Praetorian's leg with his blade. Karma leaves a trail of purple energy as it swings, and the blade thirsts for the creature's blood, as it can feel Lecter's spite towards the Praetorian*

*The Dragonthorn would cause Taboo's muscles to briefly seize up as she becomes connected to the Fade. Then, her vision would have a kaleidoscopic change, which goes away if she focuses on something, and is stronger the closer it is to her peripherals. Finnick grins, cause he knows what's happening*
Finnick: First time is always the best.

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*Finnick smirks and pours some of the Dragonthorn into Taboo's drink, albeit not as much as he did to his own*
Finnick: Careful now.

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*Lecter nods to himself as the creature topples, and he presses onwards, still trying to get to the praetorians*

*Finnick keeps smiling*
Finnick: Light hallucinations, and an easier transition of emotions. It increases your connection to the Fade, which gives you the fun part. And Lyrium is the only physical connection between our world and the Fade. It grows in both places, and some people use it to make potions to restore your energy. Or you shove it in your nose, if it's processed right, and hope you don't die. The raw stuff will kill you.

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*Finnick smirks*
Finnick: Funny. Someone just wanted me to leave their lands. Gave 'em some Lyrium to snort, and he walked away. Well, as best he can walk. And now I'm getting invited to a different one!
*He grins at his drink Taboo asks about it*
Finnick: Dragonthorn. Grind it up, mix it in a drink, and you're in for a fun time.

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*Lecter dashes forwards at the arm blade creature, and stabs Karma at its throat, aiming it kill it in one blow*

*Elewynn shrugs*
Elewynn: We were being tailed by some Templars, and Finnick wanted to lure them away from their bases. I guess we got lost along the way, but the Templars died all the same.
*Finnick frowns, while staring intently at his re-emptied glass, as if challenging it to remain empty*
Finnick: We didn't get lost. I know exactly where we are. Maybe.
*He sighs, and his glass is replaced by a full on*
Finnick: We're probably lost. But at least this place has booze.
*He pulls out a small pouch and pours a beige powder into his drink, with his smile returning as he does it*