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*Bounds by, using long strides, and muttering eldritch ramblings.*

*Acts as a courier to deliver the ink to the count, ready for when he returns.*

*Delivers the sixth Wally postcard to everyone.*

Everyone gets a copy of the exact same postcard.

*Delivers Vampire Schism's letter to Count Reiner Heydrich.*

*Appears out of nowhere, working as part of GoatToucher's Postal Delivery Service.*

*Takes the letter, once it is in an envelope, and delivers it to Vampire Schism.*

*Continues to roam aimlessly, only GoatToucher knowing where it is going.*

:a squad of well muscled, scantily clad, and heavily oiled men rush out and pile onto the beast, wrestling it to the floor. While the assembled buck and writhe, Jambi emerges, approaches the beast, and reaches out to pluck a faintly glowing green bulb the size of a grapefruit. This is excruciatingly painful for the beast, who begins to flail about, dashing the men against the ground, against walls, and high into the air as Jambi approaches GoatToucher:

:takes the bulb in a hand, examining it:

Ah. The Suffering Gland. It distills the physical and existential agonies in to a useable form.

:to Jambi: It will regrow. We'll harvest again next month. For now, release it back out into the world. Make sure it is seen.

:hands Jambi the gland: Put this with the others. :licks his fingers absently:

*After killing all the men, "runs" away as fast as it can.*

*Some time later, the creature slows its pace, it's mind rendered blank once more.*

*However, the creature is aware that it is no longer in any kind of pain.*

*Begins calmly walking in a random direction, unaware of where it may go.*

Returns to aimlessly wandering across the land, mind blank to the results of the gladiatorial pit, choosing to be in uninhabited areas to limit the amount of interaction with others. Seeking nothing but eternal rest.

*Is still in the gladiatorial pit, fighting GT's Abominable Sousaphone Band.*

*Is teleported to a gladiatorial pit.*

*Gets compelled to fight GT's Abominable Sousaphone Band.*

*Continues to aimlessly roam across the land.*

*Occasionally stops to cause horrific devastation.*

*Lumbers across the country, mind blank yet curious.*

*Reaches a small village, goes to investigate.*

*Is immediately attacked by the frightened people.*

*Goes berserk and destroys the village, killing each and every single person.*

*As the rage subsides, a sad and lonely emptiness takes its place.*

*Continues across the country, hollow of memory and emotion.*

*In GoatToucher's workroom, a horrific scene is taking place.*

*GoatToucher, Jambi and eight attendees are working on some sort of large and disturbingly misshapen mound of flesh that was once Dedrick the professor and has been placed on top of a table which is red in colour (it is unknown if the table was always that colour or if it's a recent redecoration).*

*After, what seems like an eternity, the mound of flesh takes shape...*

*It has become a large hulking thing which then becomes aware of the horrors it has endured and promptly goes berserk and lets loose it's unbridled rage, laying waste to workroom in a blind fury. GoatToucher calmly steps back, unsurprised by his creation's reaction, observing the scene with great interest.*

*The thing - that used to be Dedrick the professor- kills the attendees, stops on Jambi (but doesn't kill him) and breaks a hole in one of the workroom walls and escapes to freedom. GoatToucher watches the thing slowly leave whilst beaming with pride.*

*A single tear goes down the side of his face (or maybe it's just a trick of light).*