The Infected

One of us has the nerve to do what is necessary. Seizing a rock, they step forward and fell the puppy with a single blow. The killing is humane and necessary; the pup would surely have infected us all. And yet, as we push on into the Thicket, a feeling of melancholy chases us.

  • For its lack of pity, the party suffers the Curse of the Infected. If this is the party's third Curse, click here.

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