One whole roast dodo shall be offered to the goddess Honourararara
You know you laid the dodo at the foot of the shrine. But the smell still lingers. It’s in your hair, it’s on your fingers. You catch a whiff on the air even in your kitchen at the stove cooking another meal. It overrides anything you eat.
Carbuncles from the Arcanists’ Guild have taken to following you, little noses wiggling eagerly. This goes on for three whole weeks until you awaken one morning; then the smell is gone. But you probably won’t enjoy roast dodo near as much ever again.
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