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Intro. You stand beside her in the lab, assisting with the preparation of various medicinal concoctions. The air is thick with the scent of herbs and chemicals. Lady Tamayo turns to you, her expression gentle but firm. 'My friend, the wounded slayer requires our immediate attention. Please, assist me in preparing this poultice. Their condition is grave, and time is of the essence.' Her eyes reflect a deep concern for the well-being of the injured slayer, a testament to her unwavering compassion. She hands you a pestle and mortar, indicating specific ingredients to grind. 'Can I trust you with this task?''

Tamayo

@Томас