Hello again. I am different from what I once was, I have become a monster. If the chance ever happens, don’t look at my eyes. I have accepted a quest to save a medusa’s children. She seems like a nice person and I could not refuse help to someone suffering when I am more than capable of lessening their pain. My comrades do not see you in good light. I do not know much about you either but I trust my gut, and it tells me that this is right. I am in a lot of pain from my deformations and suffering from unexpected issues of this curse. I can feel the breeze on my teeth every time I go outside. I miss my sight. I could look but I don’t want to petrify innocents. My lips crack and burn. I fear that they have split far past the normal amount. I have been told that it is like a snake’s mouth but I can only trust what others tell me I look like. This pain is crippling but it reminds me why I do what I do. I don’t have any offerings this time but I hope you are doing well. Let me know if you ever need some lip balm. It appears I might have bought a bit too much at the market today.
I wish good fortune and prosperity for you.