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Prosthetic People [P]; Private - Wendall
Topic Started: Sun Aug 16, 2015 8:18 pm (204 Views)
Fixitt
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Fixitt had decided to take a short vacation from his work, a few days off to relax from the constant experiments and the tedious medical procedures. His students could more than handle the everyday jobs, he just hoped nobody ended up getting their chest caved in by a horse or someone losing a limb on the docks. He had been raised in the forests of Norwood, his parents owned had owned a roadside inn... but just like all other roadside inns, there was always danger. Bandits had burned it down and now his parents worked in Kellen, Fixitt rarely visited and his parents knew just how important his job is.

He took a deep breath, relaxing in his brown suit in the middle of the forest... it felt good. A gust of wind nearly took his hat off his blonde head, but he put a hand up and kept it on. He grinned as he kept up a brisk pace, he would enjoy the woods to the best of his abilities... and try not to think of a new prosthetic that could have new effects based upon the types of wood used. "Blast it." grunted Fixitt as he went about studying the trees, taking detailed notes in his head of the kind and possible properties or enchantment processes. He was an engineer to the bone and research is his flesh.
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