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[buggereye]

[near the center of camp, there is a small stand. and a magical hobo sitting at it, slightly bewildered. the sign on the front says:]

PSYCHIATRIC HELP
5 cents

... ah. How much is "5 cents" worth, anyway?

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[get_sometail]

You got me, but it sounds pretty cheap.

[buggereye]

I guess it depends if a cent is a large unit of money or not.

[get_sometail]

Yeah, 6gil can get you a decent meal at some outta town joints back home...

So uh, what kind of help are you hawking here, anyway?

[buggereye]

... ah. It sounds like it won't do nearly that much here. Maybe a trade ...

"Psychiatric Help." ... though to be honest, I'm not sure I have the certification required. I'm more of a medicine man.

[get_sometail]

Oh no I can read...I just don't get what 'psychiatric' means. Ah, I prolly don't need it anyway. I'm pretty good with everything right now.

[buggereye]

Ahh. It's something of a counseling job. Essentially, I listen to your problems, if you have any to share.

[get_sometail]

You must hear a lot of stories, then.

[buggereye]

It's a side effect of being a traveler. Yes.

[get_sometail]

So you're an adventuring medicine guy?

[buggereye]

That's right. ... though the reality is a little less romantic.

[get_sometail]

Heh, well the real thing is never quite like the stories I can tell ya that much!

[buggereye]

You know this first-hand?

[get_sometail]

Yeah I've had my travels and scrapes with big adventure.

[buggereye]

What sort of scrapes?

[get_sometail]

War, take over the world-type jerks, and the occasional damsel in distress.

[buggereye]

... taking over the world?