S, the probably drunken doctor, the guild lady, and I ended up sitting there for quite some time. 

It was, needless to say, kinda awkward. I mean, I'm sitting there in my underwear, there's logic defying, kinda scary but also really cool looking wounds all over my body, a drunken lady whom I've never met tending to those wounds, the guild lady just standing around, looking confused, or scared, or excited, maybe? I dunno, no idea what she's thinking. And then there was S, who was just... Sitting there. Looking really cool. 

Also, there's the part where those wounds I mentioned earlier still hurt like crazy. It is getting a bit better, as the healing magic works it's magic.

Heh. Literally. Eheh. 

Man, this stuff is pretty nuts, though. Given the look of the doc's hands, I'd guess this is the 'light magic' Maurice mentioned a while back. Guess that means it's the opposite of whatever the heck it is that I do. Glad it works on me, instead of, like, disintegrating me, or something. Though, it is a little unbecoming of a master of darkness to be to rely on the powers of light... Hopefully I wont have to worry about that by the time I drop the 'to be' thing. 

Last time I encountered this stuff was back at the duke's place, when I was unconscious, so I wasn't really sure what it was like, exactly. Now that I'm actually awake for it, gotta say, it's pretty neat. It's a little slow, sure, but it's a really weird and fun feeling actually being able to feel your wounds healing in real time. If nothing else, it's nice for taking your mind of the pain. 

Speaking of the wounds, man, as cool as these look, they are weird. Earlier, I just chocked the lack of blood up to the wounds not being all that deep but, now that I'm thinking about it, that really doesn't make much sense, does it? 

Wait a minute... That sounds... familiar, somehow... Why is that familiar? Where have I-

Catface.

At dinner, it was Catface. They basically said that same thing, didn't they? In all this excitement, I kinda forgot about that, but... The heck did they mean by that? How much did they know? How much do they know? 

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Well, thinkin' about it isn't gonna do me any good. The only 2 answers are, 'a lot' or 'it was just a lucky bluff', but I have no way of proving either way. So... Business as usual, I guess, till I get the opportunity to question Catface. Actually, I get the feeling that that wont help much, either... 

Anyways, these wounds, they're quite peculiar. It's kinda like there are a bunch of holes all over my body. Not like the warpy holes I create with my hands, but, like, little holes with darkness in 'em. It's kinda how I imagine staring deep into a deep, endlessly dark, unexplored cavern would be. But bite sized.

And, of course, there's no fluids leaking out of them. It's like I... Ran out of blood, I guess. Just checking, that's not a thing that can happen normally, right? Like, normally you're supposed to have blood? And losing too much of it is a pretty big deal, right? So how was this not, like, a major problem? Also, why do they look like that? 

Well, given the darkness, I guess it's a safe assumption that it relates to dark magic, right? And, according to Maurice, dark magic is related to death. Wounds, pain, bleeding and all that are, generally, also related to death, thus, it all sort of makes sense, probably. Whatever this is, it's presumably the reason I was able to function for so long and mostly do everything pretty normally despite my apparently pretty serious injuries. It didn't completely negate all the pain and consequences of injury, but it did seem to, at the very least, dull them. 

Until it stopped doing that. After all that business with S and Catface, up there on the roof, after... All that stuff happened. Then, all at once, it all hit me like a freakin' tidal wave. Not gonna lie, it was rough. Still is pretty rough, actually. If I had to guess, I'd wager that was the force of all the damage I'd taken up until that point, all the stuff that was previously dulled, hitting all at once. Somethin' about 'what goes up' or 'equal and opposite reactions' or other fun terms. 

Assuming everything up to now is true, the next question is, why did it do that? Did I, like, run out of time? Could it just be random? A case of incredibly convenient timing? Or was there a trigger?

I have... No way of discerning one way or the other. Dangit. Back to thinking in circles. 

If I had to say anything, it'd be that the timing is far too convenient to be a coincidence, but that's hardly solid evidence. If I were a scientist, I'd say that further testing is required. Fortunately, I'm not a scientist, so I'm just gonna ask the divine deity that I talk to in the mirror. Probably tomorrow morning. It is getting rather late, after all. 

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Man... This is taking forever. 

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The healing process lasted quite a while. That said, the four of did chat a bit, albeit briefly. Helped pass the time. 

At one point, Pat randomly decided to dump her backstory on us, because I guess that's a thing drunk people do. Apparently, her father was an earth mage, and her mother a water mage. They combined their forces to create a modest farming business. They were doing pretty good. Until they realized that there were thousands of people doing the same thing they were, and far more efficiently, at that. So, the midlife crisis set in, so, they took to drinking. Soon, they took to making their own stuff for drinking. Turns out, they were really good at that. So they started doing that instead. Once they were filthy rich, they started drinking all the more. And then they did things that two drunk people in a relationship tend to do, and apparently, Pat has, like, a dozen siblings. 

Eventually, Pat decided she wanted to leave the family business behind and forge her own path in life. She wanted to use her talent for light magic to make a real difference in the world, to do something more than just sit on her parents money and live a life of vice. So, she packed up, said her goodbyes, and moved to Starsford, where she'd begin her new life.

She started out just taking a few jobs with the guard, briefly helping out passing adventuring parties, and healing whoever needed it around town. She said she felt good doing it, but, with such inconsistent work, she could feel her pockets getting progressively lighter. Eventually, she decided she'd temporarily join up with the guild, just until she had a decent amount of savings.

And then she realized just how well the guild pays. And she definitely realized the proximity to the tavern. It didn't take her long to decide that it was perfectly fine to live a life of vice, sitting on her own money. 

Huh. I already knew the ending, yet it still felt anticlimactic. 

Well, I'm in no position to judge. She seems content with her life style, and that's all that really matters. I mean, worst comes to worst, she can just, like, heal her liver, right? Maybe. Anyways, Pat seems pretty cool. 

The guild attendant lady didn't say all that much. Actually, I think she felt the most awkward out of all of us. 

She briefly mentioned that she dreams of being an actor, which I thought was pretty cool. She and Catface would get along. Maybe. I guess the only thing they actually have in common, as far as I know, is the 'actor' thing, but... I dunno. 

The only thing she really talked about in any length, though, was her brother. She had... A lot to say about him. It was pretty hard to follow, and, to be honest, I don't think I remember a word of it. She repeated the words 'stupid', 'idiot', and 'coward' a lot, though. That much I do remember. Kinda weird. It was pretty funny, though.

Other than all that, there wasn't really anything interesting that happened. 

In the end, after what I think was just over an hour or two, my wounds were fully healed. 

Pat had sobered up quite a bit, the guild lady began getting ready to go, (her shift happened to end at around the same time), S relaxed a bit,  and I put my clothes back on. It was kinda chilly in there.

Man, this healing magic stuff is nuts. It's like I was never hurt at all! I mean, it's still a little sore, I guess, but I'm mostly back to normal. It's a pretty weird feeling, actually.

Though, my clothes are still pretty torn up...

I'll be re-bandaging my undershirt later.