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Craftsman profession!

"One!"

The sharp crack of Raymond's boots against the slick, muck-covered floor echoed through the dim, fetid sewer. The air was thick with the sour stench of decay, and the only light came from the pale glow of enchanted white stones embedded in the walls. He stared down at the twitching form of a mutant rat, its monstrous size and ugly, twisted features a far cry from the vermin he remembered. Without hesitation, Raymond plunged his dagger deep into its heart, feeling the creature's body go limp beneath him.

He pulled the blade free, wiping it off on the rat's fur. A brief, quiet murmur escaped his lips. "So, that's four types, right?"