Submitted: 3 March 2000

Empaths

by The Mystery Man

The stranger removes his cloak, showing his face to Baresh and all the bar to see. Sitting down in front of the bar he request some silver wine, Baresh looks around the bar and finds some wine and gives it to the stranger. The stranger hands him five silver kronars for it Baresh pockets the coins and peers at the stranger doubting his sanity.

He begins, "I have lived the life of the healer. I have seen things that would turn a Paladin white! But people these days do not understand what some of us go through to help them out. We are just as rushed as clerics are during the invasions and unfortunate marks. But few would give thanks to us. Sure they would give a tip of a small gem but no one knows that a hug and a thanks will go as far. We have a real tough time sometimes in the guild. I have seen a few of my brothers and sisters fall because of overhealing."

The stranger, chuckling, tosses a couple of bronze on the bar and turning up his cloak. he walks out of the bar.