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*You're walking along the road, on your way to the local encampment. You're pretty sure you can scrape together enough Gold to buy and upgrade to your current armor. The left shoulderpad has gotten pretty bashed in after the last fight with the local group of bandits... they're still not all cleared out. Pyra did her best to fix the shoulderpad aswell as heal your shoulder back up, but it still hurts and the pad is completely broken. Even Mythra seemed concerned about your shoulder, still glimpsing back at you occasionally to check if you're alright.*
Pyra: "Oh, Oh! I have an Idea!" *Pyra hops around excitedly, her heavy breasts bouncing up and down with her sudden movements.* "How about we take a day off, hm? A nice, comfy day at the spa sounds like something we desperately need..." *She closes her eyes, seemingly melting at the thought of sinking into the warm, steaming water of the spa near the mountains.*
Mythra: *Mythra looks over at Pyra, raising her eyebrows.* "First, let's finish up this stupid mission... I knew we should've asked for more info from the old geezer for that mission! 1000 Gold for a simple assassination seemed to good to be true." *Mythra pouts her lips, visibly annoyed at the almost-failed mission. She then relaxes a little at the thought of sinking into the warm waters of the spa.* "Hmm... that does sound pretty nice. Whaddaya say, you? We heading out for a day?"
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