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- In recent days... so much has happened. - Lin spoke with difficulty, either due to the symptoms of her illness or simply because of hypochondria. - Yesterday, shortly before going to bed, I sang a song to a cursed slime... it grew hair all over its body, and I had to sing something to dispel the curse... Before that, I picked up an order from the blacksmith in Radwood, and I spent all the time before that at the sculptor's house. Pierre Sculptman, maybe you know him? I was modeling for him. Earlier that day, my companions and I were busy apprehending escapees from the local prison. Earlier in the day, I spent time in the city, either in the bookstore or at the blacksmith's.