Hero For The Hungry In The Hive.
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Anyone walking through the Hive of late may stumble across some of its natives with greasy fingers and full bellies, perhaps even eating perfectly produced pork products. If ask were exactly they are procuring such perfectly produce pork they will respond, "From da ole blarmy bitch over there!" There behold you shall see her an older lady wearing a clerical robe with a cart with cured hams, salted pork jerky and bacon. Giving them out to the hungry, out of the kindness of her own heart. If you by chance get your self some perfectly produced pork you will find it to be greasy, crispy, tender, delicious and oh so sinful.
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From the shadows, a pair of emerald eyes watch carefully. She isn't used to seeing her neighbors smiling so much. The robes suggest clergy, but what of the accessories?
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As Morthos is walking through the Hive, he sees a resident eating bacon. "Where did that come from, basher?", he asks. He is pointed in the direction of the cart. He shakes his head and walks away. This same 'old woman' was selling pork products in the Bazaar the other day. Morthos doesn't have proof, but he suspects it's not actually real pork -- rather something more sinister. He also suspects the 'old woman' is not really an old woman.
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Only assessory the old woman seems to carry with her is a walking staff, as the hivers come to feast upon her succulent swine she does hand out wooden pink colored coins with a image of a pig carved on either side, that she pulls from two slits on either side of her robe. She wears no apparent holy symbol. All and all she seems like a kind crone hobbled over her staff tending to the spit. She leaves her cart alone unattended for long periods leaving only a small sign that reads "Please take what you wish." Where she goes off to no one knows. Perhaps to see to her pig farm and her smoker. She returns every morning restocking the cart with smoked treats pulling them from a burlap sack that's obviously magical.
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Busy with other things and not frequenting her old stomping ground lately, Danica decides to leave it alone. Odd sight there? Yes. Worthy of investigating? Sure. It's not like the Harmonium are going to look into it, though.
Nothing is free. Her friends know that. Those friends will receive a reminder of that before she bounces off on her merry way. The rest, well... Can't protect everyone.
Nothing is free. Her friends know that. Those friends will receive a reminder of that before she bounces off on her merry way. The rest, well... Can't protect everyone.