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David awoke on a bench with his back hurting and a splitting headache. Even in his dreams, the Universal System invades him and he felt the fight The Blind One had on top of the loss of a lot of his stats. He did not get through a tenth of the entire message before the smell of warm tea reached his nose.
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“ Drink, you are still recovering?”
David looked to his side as Greenclaw offered him a cup of green liquid. Slowly David reaches for it and as soon as he felt able he took a sip before being surprised by it.
“ Elves have peculiar tastes. Unlike most species, who had to accept the reality of poorly flavored healing tonics, they developed several flavor essences that help with the taste. It is not perfect, but it is far better than the alternative. I am surprised to find such accessible already. And even better than the elves at that.”
David finishes the tea and offers the cup back to the lycan.
“ Sorry for passing out. It has been hectic these last few months. You know how it is, looking over trillions of people to recruit, arranging materials for literally building a city from the ground up, and doing it all under a budget half the people who will come later will not care about, but will when they discover their plumbing is not working because the crew you hired fucked up because you had to go cheap.”
Greenclaw blinked looking at David and decided a chuckle was the most appropriate response.
“ And I thought I had problems.”
To that David chuckled in response.