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Terran ran through the dark alleyways of the western part of town. The Priest Guild had sent him on an assingment. Apparently a ghoul had been spotted in this area and Terran was hot on its tracks. He could smell the foulness, as this ghoul was malevolant and had already claimed an unfortunate human body. The possessed human was fast, but Terran was faster. Catching up, he brought out the vial of holy water supplied by the guild. The ghoul had gone into a local tavern. This can't be good, thought Terran to himself. He hid the holy water and looked at the nearby fountain. An idea. He examined the fountain before entering the tavern. The insignia on his chain mail obvious, many of the patrons quieted down and looked at him.

That was when he found the ghoul. The ghoul, possessing a human, lashed out with inhuman speed, nearly knocking over all the tables in its way. Terran suddenly blocked, parried a punch, and smashed his fist into its face. The ghoul, stunned, stumbled back a bit. Get it out of here, he thought. Never fight a ghoul in a crowded place. Ever. Seizing the stunned paranormal, he easily flung it out the door and into the cobblestones outside. It quickly recovered and lunged at him. A well-placed kick to its chest knocked it back 10 feet. The ghoul got up and continued its attack. Terran used an uppercut and a downward smash combo to level the ghoul and then pulled out the vial of holy water. The ghoul, knowledgable enough to know what that would do to its victim and itself, quickly tried to get rid of hit. Terran's hand was sweaty and after a fierce struggle, the ghoul knocked away the vial, only to be splashed by the other, the real holy water, which Terran had in the other hand. A flash of bright light and a scream later, and the possessed human was freed. The ghoul had been destroyed by the power of the holy water. This man was injured, and Terran began syphoning mana from his surroundings. Using his Quick Siphon, he healed the man and brought him into the tavern.

The most important thing to do for a victim of a ghoul was to make sure they were well-nourished. Terran bought himself beef stew and some mutton for the man. He was fairly healthy, a look of exhaustion on his face. "Thank you", he said to Terran. Terran nodded."Its my pleasure. How's your chest?" Terran envisioned the footprint that was probably upon it. "I can't feel it yet." The man looked at him and laughed. "I suppose thats a good thing or I would not accept the food you're getting me." Terran smiled and laughed with him as if they were old friends. They bumped their mugs of ale together and drank. Together they ate their food and Terran helped the man home. Mission accomplished. He headed back toward his guild to report his success.