Help her
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Her pleas for help strike a sympathetic chord in your undead heart and you cannot deny the humanity that you have been cultivating over the past months, even if you aren't exactly human anymore. You rush to her side ready to help as best you can. Apparently several of the chunks of concrete have fallen during the earthquake, trapping the poor woman's legs. Using your undead strength, you cast the concrete chunks aside, tossing the pieces which must weigh hundreds of pounds like they were almost nothing. | Her pleas for help strike a sympathetic chord in your undead heart and you cannot deny the humanity that you have been cultivating over the past months, even if you aren't exactly human anymore. You rush to her side ready to help as best you can. Apparently several of the chunks of concrete have fallen during the earthquake, trapping the poor woman's legs. Using your undead strength, you cast the concrete chunks aside, tossing the pieces which must weigh hundreds of pounds like they were almost nothing. | ||
| - | When she is finally freed you can see that while she pretty banged up, | + | When she is finally freed you can see that while she pretty banged up, her injuries aren't that severe. Though she winces when you help her to stand up it's clear she'll be able to walk, though she'll have a pronounced limp for a while. As soon as she is standing a flood of thanks comes pouring out of her mouth, her initial panic turning into profound relief. She offers to take you to her camp with the other vagrants, to give you food and shelter in thanks. |
Current revision as of 23:01, 23 June 2015
Her pleas for help strike a sympathetic chord in your undead heart and you cannot deny the humanity that you have been cultivating over the past months, even if you aren't exactly human anymore. You rush to her side ready to help as best you can. Apparently several of the chunks of concrete have fallen during the earthquake, trapping the poor woman's legs. Using your undead strength, you cast the concrete chunks aside, tossing the pieces which must weigh hundreds of pounds like they were almost nothing.
When she is finally freed you can see that while she pretty banged up, her injuries aren't that severe. Though she winces when you help her to stand up it's clear she'll be able to walk, though she'll have a pronounced limp for a while. As soon as she is standing a flood of thanks comes pouring out of her mouth, her initial panic turning into profound relief. She offers to take you to her camp with the other vagrants, to give you food and shelter in thanks.
What do you do?
| You are: | A zombie |
