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RingHaving a steady supply of Jewels on hand to eat anything he wants, Poropo was not seeking the ability to sleep anywhere he wants without being bothered by other homeless monks. The journey to reach such a financial goal would be much harder than earning Jewels for food, but taking and completing quests was just another day for the magic monk!
Today's request involved stopping children from creating chicken scratch on walls. Poropo believes the graffiti is not the prettiest he's seen so he felt compelled to stop those children without any moral qualms getting in his way - children can have fun, but making walls impure is not the way of the Iron Deity.
The first step would be the find the little delinquents so Poropo asked around, "Hello, may the Iron Deity bless you. Have you seen delinquents wandering around?" Most responses were "no" or "ask someone else" which left Poropo high and dry for half the day. The second half of the day was spent waiting by an wall which has yet to be vandalized - the children would come eventually, thought Poropo.
Waiting patiently, the oiled monk basked in the hot sun thinking about how he would convince the children to stop causing impurities to the walls. Perhaps Poropo could heal two birds with one ointment by teaching them the way of the Iron Deity, but without any magical spells to show the children the monk believed his words would fall on deaf ears, "if only children were more open-minded about worship- ah! You three - I need a word with you!"
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Today's request involved stopping children from creating chicken scratch on walls. Poropo believes the graffiti is not the prettiest he's seen so he felt compelled to stop those children without any moral qualms getting in his way - children can have fun, but making walls impure is not the way of the Iron Deity.
The first step would be the find the little delinquents so Poropo asked around, "Hello, may the Iron Deity bless you. Have you seen delinquents wandering around?" Most responses were "no" or "ask someone else" which left Poropo high and dry for half the day. The second half of the day was spent waiting by an wall which has yet to be vandalized - the children would come eventually, thought Poropo.
Waiting patiently, the oiled monk basked in the hot sun thinking about how he would convince the children to stop causing impurities to the walls. Perhaps Poropo could heal two birds with one ointment by teaching them the way of the Iron Deity, but without any magical spells to show the children the monk believed his words would fall on deaf ears, "if only children were more open-minded about worship- ah! You three - I need a word with you!"
266/500 words
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