Stavanger Bay avast ye!

Do you not want to anymore? He asked in response, looking almost disappointed. He was quick to shake that off - no time for kissing men, he needed to get his wife. You're sick, aren't you?

He was about to feel some good deja vu here. Kekoa had been a fraudulent herbalist once, and he could do it again. If you take me back the way you came I can help. Whether or not he could, he didn't know. It didn't matter. I can cure the blind and give new legs to those who don't walk. The spirits allow it, they blessed me. Pure ego and fungi induced confidence fueled a new very tall tale, one he certainly could not prove.