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Post by McGuffin on Feb 2, 2019 15:57:23 GMT -5
The slums of Valkor's Roar have ever been a place of filth, poverty and misery and though conditions have improved a little under the rule of Baron Azours Crownsilver, the wretched peasants who dwell in this squalid place continue to struggle against an uphill battle for survival. Yet of late, whispers of something new have begun to be heard. Whispers of a small beggar woman who lives among the downtrodden, blessed with miraculous healing powers. They say she seeks out those most in need, those at death's door and bestows miraculous healing. Those who seek for her would sooner find a needle in a haystack as, dressed in rags, unwashed and without anything to set her apart save perhaps for the occasional glimpse of a thin red cord, she blends with the teaming unwashed masses. Bit by bit, one scrap of bread or miracle of healing at a time, the whispers of a Saint in the Slums begin to grow. After tendays without outbreaks in the slums, some even chance to believe these rumors may be true.
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