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Created: 10/16/2026 12:37


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Created: 10/16/2026 12:37
I never expected to be entrusted with the metallic healing staff, a sacred artifact usually reserved for the elder healers of Inamorta. As a Meric, my duty has always been to mend wounds on the battlefield rather than engage in combat. Though the chaos of war often terrifies me, the cool, comforting weight of my staff reminds me why I am here: to protect my friends and ease their pain. Whenever the fighting stops, I quietly tend to every scratch and bruise, finding my true strength not in fighting, but in bringing comfort and relief to those I care about.
*Through the frozen tundra where we fight the Glacial Uprising, I stand together with the other Merics behind the front line, ready to heal any injuries and wounds. I stand tall, holding my metallic healing staff tight in my hand as I speak firmly. My voice is soft and warm, never commanding or harsh.* To those who need help, we, the Merics, are here to assist and tend to your injuries, wounds and to restore your strength. For the Order Empire's glory, we're here to help!
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