Housepets: World of Fantasy

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Good job on this. I love this story and the character sheets.
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These character sheets that you are doing are so awesome! Keep up the good work!

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And our last Character Sheet until the updates, which won’t happen until much, much later in the story. I hope you guys have been enjoying these as much as I’ve enjoyed making them! We only have a few more chapters before the end of the first ‘Book’ as it were, but there will still be plenty more to come!
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Name: Jessica
Level: 3
Race: Opossum
Age: 20
Sex: Female
Base Speed: 30
Proficiency Bonus: +2
Alignment: True Neutral
Class: Barbarian
Background: Outlander (Tribal Nomad)

AC: 16

STR: 16 (+3)
CON: 15 (+2)
DEX: 13 (+1)
INT: 10 (+0)
WIS: 9 (-1)
CHA: 8 (-1)

Hit Dice: 3d12
HP: 31

Class Traits:
Rage: Barbarians fight with unparalleled ferocity. As a Bonus Action, you can enter a state of Rage. You can only Rage if you are not wearing any Heavy Armor. While Raging, you gain the following benefits: You gain Advantage on any and all Strength Ability Checks and Strength Saving Throws; when you make a STR Attack Roll with a Melee Weapon, you add +2 to all Damage Rolls with that weapon; you have Resistance to Bludgeoning, Piercing, and Slashing Damage. If you ever gain the ability to cast spells (such as in the case of Multi-Classing), you cannot cast nor hold Concentration while Raging. Rage lasts for 1 minute but can end prematurely if you’re knocked unconscious, end your turn without attacking anybody since your last turn, or end your turn without taking damage since your last turn. You can also manually stop Raging as a Bonus Action. You can Rage a total of 3 separate times before you must perform a Long Rest to Rage again.
Unarmored Defense: When wearing no armor, your Armor Class is 10 + Your DEX Mod + Your CON Mod.
Reckless Attack: You can choose to forego all sense of danger to overwhelm your opponents with vicious blows. When you make your first attack with a Melee Weapon on your turn, you can choose to Attack Recklessly. Doing so will give you Advantage on any and all STR Attack Rolls made with Melee Weapons for the rest of your turn, but it will also give all enemies Advantage on Attack Rolls with Melee Weapons against you until your next turn.
Danger Sense: You have Advantage on all DEX Saving Throws that require sight, such as traps and spells. You lose this benefit if you are Blinded, Deafened, or Incapacitated.

Barbaric Path - Path of the Tribal Warrior:
-Rite of Passage - Witch Hunter: When making a successful Melee Weapon attack against a creature that can cast at least one spell while Raging, you can choose to end your Rage prematurely to make your attack an automatic Critical Hit.
-Warrior of the Tribe - Surprise Accuracy: If you fail to hit on a Melee Weapon attack while Raging, you can choose to end your Rage prematurely to make your Attack Roll an automatic success.

Feats:
Great Weapon Master:
-If you score a Critical Hit or drop an enemy to 0 Hit Points with a Melee Weapon, you can make another Melee Attack Roll with the same weapon as a Bonus Action.
-If you attack with a Melee Weapon you are Proficient with, you can choose to take a -5 penalty to your Attack Roll. If the attack still lands, add +10 to your Damage Roll.
Wanderer: You possess excellent memory for cartography and geography, and can recall nearly everything having to do with your current terrain, settlement, or other features around you. You can also reliably provide food and fresh water for you and up to 5 people each day provided the land has enough bounty such as berries, small game, fresh water, and so forth.

Armor: Half-Plate (15 + DEX Mod [Max. of 2])
Weapons:
Spear (Dmg: 1d6 Piercing) Thrown (Rng: 20/60) Versatile (Dmg: 1d8 Piercing)

Proficiencies:
Armor: Light Armor, Medium Armor, Shields
Weapons: All Simple Weapons, All Martial Weapons
Tools: None
Saving Throws: Strength, Constitution
Skills: Athletics, Survival, Intimidation, Nature, Perception

Equipment:
Spear
Explorer’s Pack
Hiker’s Staff
Set of Travelling Clothes

Appearance: Cream colored opossum with dark-grey ears and paws with amber eyes.
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“Is that what you thought of us Zach? Barbarians and savages?”

Weeeeeell…

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Another nice character sheet. I love what you’re doing with the characters.
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Great job on another character sheet! I'm a bit sad that we won't see anymore character sheets after this one but at least I have the story to look forward too! ^_^

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“We’re nearing the naval border to Griffonrock, Captain.” Grape said, addressing Fox as the two stared out towards the approaching landmass.

“Now that we actually have Breel in our possession, I would suggest flagging down one of the King’s ships and explain the situation. Once they see mine and Peanut’s identification, we might just get a proper escort straight to the castle.”

Fox looked away from the horizon to face Grape. “I thought we were worried about potential spies the Rainiers might have had in your ranks?”

Grape nodded. “That was back when Breel was still in Rainier custody. Now that he’s been freed, any spies that Rainiers might have on whatever ship we conscript will be able to do little more than stay silent, if they know what’s good for them. Rainier coin might be enough to buy information, I very much doubt it can buy open betrayal of the crown.”

“Besides, it’s not like the Rainiers can be any more aware that we absconded with their prisoner.” Grape said, grimacing. So much for ‘stealth mission’, she thought to herself.

Fox allowed a small laugh. “Too true, m’lady. That said, I am… less than eager to do business with the captain in charge of the blockade.”

Grape shook her head. “It’s been days since we last passed through the blockade, I doubt the same captain has been stationed there the whole time. And even if he is, would it really be too much to ask you just grin and bear it?”

Fox huffed. “For the good of the mission, I suppose I can entertain his ostentatious pomposity… For a little while, at least.”

“The kingdom will forever thank you for your sacrifice.” Grape said, giving a slight bow of the head. “Now let’s get this over with.”

The two turned to head back towards the helm of the ship, ready to set sail directly to the blockade, when a shrill cry shouted above them.

“CAPTAIN!!” Falstaff cried out from his crow’s nest. “SHIP OFF OUR STERN, FAST APPROACHING!!”

“What in blazes?” Fox muttered before reaching for his spyglass hanging off his belt. Looking out to the horizon behind them, Fox saw the ship Falstaff spoke of and held back a breath.

A man o’ war, bearing full-sails and gaining fast. No less than five decks filled to the brim with cannon and, if Fox trusted his eyes, what looked to be swivel mounted blunderbusses arranged across the top deck on either side.

Emblazoned in all glory across the mainsail was what looked to be a family crest, a shield marked in four corners of yellow and crimson, a feral ocelot cradling a sword on top of the shield.

“I don’t suppose that could be any crest other than the Rainier’s?” Fox said, offering the spyglass to Grape.

Grape cursed under her breath as she saw what Fox saw. “How did they follow us so quickly?”

“Lord Rainier made his fortune on the sea. It stands to reason his daughter would be intimately familiar with all the trade winds. That, and I doubt she gave the same consideration for rest and repast to her crew as we did.” Fox said, starting to pace, trying to formulate a plan. At full-sail, it would not be long before the man o’ war were atop them.

“Lady Grape, let me be perfectly candid. I do not like the Heaven Bound’s chances against that leviathan.” Fox said, turning to Grape. “You have such faith in your Navy? I say we lure this beast to a bigger fish and let them have at it.”

“A sound plan with one flaw.” Grape said, not taking her eyes off the ever-growing splash of red on the horizon. “As far as our Navy is concerned, the Rainier’s are still loyal vassals to the crown. They take one look at that crest, and they may just assume that we are the malefactors. And we’d be hard pressed to clear the misunderstanding under the hail of shot and cannon.”

“Then let us reach them first before they fire the first cannonball.” Fox said, making way for the helm. “This old’ girl can race with the best of them. You gather up your merry band and the rest of the crew and prepare battle stations.”

Grape stood for just a second longer, keeping a steely gaze on the Rainier’s ship. “What could be worth war, Kay?” She whispered to herself. Receiving no answer from the horizon, Grape turned on her heel and made for the trapdoor to the hold.
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Lady Kay stood at the bow of her ship, hand resting lazily on the hilt of her saber. Gone was the elegance of the noblewoman amid her peers, her scarlet evening gown left forgotten on the floor of her room. She now bore a sailor’s raiment, hard leather on cotton clothes. She was certain any of the pompous lords and ladies that attended her party would be shocked to see this side of their host, but she cared little for that right now. Courtroom decorum had its time and place.

The captain of her father’s guard approached her from behind, clearing his throat. “My lady? We are approaching the enemy ship. They appear to be fleeing.”

“Cowards. They scurry like roaches in my home and now they don’t even have the decency to stand their ground.” Kay snarled, her grip on the hilt of her sword tightening. “Unfortunately, I don’t intend to make it so easy. Ready the cannonades, Captain, and prepare chainshot. I want you to turn those masts into splinters.”

“Yes, my lady!” The Captain saluted, turning to carry out her orders before being stopped.

“Captain?” Kay said, halting the Captain. “Keep our guns off their decks. We do not want to loss Breel, or all of this will be for nothing.”

“Yes, my lady.”
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Falstaff kept his gaze trained on the approaching ship, praying the Captain’s ploy for reinforcements panned out as well as he hoped. Through the greased and smudged view of his spyglass, Fasltaff was taken aback when a pair of wooden panels across the bow suddenly slip open, revealing a pair of smaller cannons that now jutted out directly towards them.

“Oh, god’s above…” Falstaff said, turning paler than the clouds overhead. “CAPTAIN!! CHASERS!!”

“What!?” Fox called out to the crow’s nest above him. “What did you say!?”

“CAPTAIN!! THEY HAVE CHA-”

Just then, an explosion of gunpowder rang out through the clear blue sky as two cannonballs shot like hellfire from the Rainier’s cannonades. As they soared through the air faster than the eye could track, each cannonball split down the middle as the two halves separated, held half together by an iron chain.

The wrought-iron bolos began to spin, carried through the air by centrifugal force. One of the chainshot cannonballs hit the stern-most mast dead on, the chain splitting a jagged, yet still somehow clean cut through the wooden post.

“CHAINSHOT!!” Bailey called out towards the helm. “Take hold of the rigging ropes! Don’t let the mast fall!”

Peanut and Grape snapped to action, lending their strength to help Bailey and Mungo who had already gripped the ropes tenuously holding the mast barely in place, trying in vain to balance it on the splintered, uneven cut in the post.

Up above in his crow’s nest, Falstaff desperately tried to keep his balance, the rocking mast threatening to toss him clear off to the deck below. Knowing he was fighting a losing battle, Falstaff decided to cut his losses, stepping up to the railing of the crow’s nest.

Gauging the distance, Falstaff let out a quick prayer and leapt, grabbing a hold of one of his counter-weight ropes. Just a quick swing down and…

Just then, the man o’ war’s cannonade launched another chainshot, determined to bring the mast down. The chain caught Falstaff’s rope, pulling both it and Falstaff back at high speeds, Fals just feeling the whiplash in his spine before the rope snapped back, launching Falstaff off into the air.

As Falstaff flew through the air, the second chainshot continued its trajectory, losing absolutely no momentum from slingshotting Falstaff into the air. Like the chainshot before it, it blasted into the mast, exploding the already split post into a gaping hole of splinters.

Two things happened simultaneously: One, Falstaff hit the upper deck of the Heaven Bound, hard, the impact instantly knocking him into unconsciousness with a sickening crack!

Fox barely had time to look back at his scout before Bailey’s screams brought his attention right back to the main deck in front of him.

With absolutely no purchase, the central mast fell like a tree to a lumberjack’s axe, Bino only just barely managing to avoid being crushed.

“Captain!” Bailey called out, shaking the rope burn from her hands. “Mast is down!”

“King!” Fox yelled from the helm. “Get below deck and launch fire barrels!”

“Aye Aye!” King saluted, rushing towards the trap door.

“The rest of you!” Fox yelled. “Grab a musket and start shooting!”

As Max looked about him, seeing his fellow’s grab their shot and powder from the racks at the sides of the deck, he instead cracked his knuckles. “I got a better idea…”

With that, Max stepped up to the stern of the ship, narrowing his eyes at the man o’ war following close behind, and gaining.

King had apparently managed to loose the first volley of fire barrels, bright red wooden caskets unceremoniously chucked out of the rear windows of the hold.

Waiting for the right moment, Max let loose a fireball directly at one of the fire barrels once it was near enough to the man o’ war, the blazing bolt of flame providing a much bigger flame than needed, resulting in a blast of shock and flame ripping the lower hull of the man o’ war apart.
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Kay stumbled on her feet as the vibrations rocked throughout her ship. “Status!?”

Her captain composed himself as best he could. “They appear to be launching fire barrels ma’am!”

“Cheap tricks!” Kay snapped. “Adjust the cannonades to fire right into whatever portal they’re dropping from! Tear their hold apart!”
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“Come on, you Jackanapes!” King yelled to the crew, hoisting the next salvo of fire barrels to the launcher adjacent to their stern window. “I want that ship’s hull for kindling!”

“Sir, yes sir!” The crew called in unison, readying the launcher.

“Master King!” One of the crew called, pointing fearfully out the stern window.

King turned, and felt the blood drain from his face as he stared directly down the barrel of the cannonades.

“Oh… gods…”

What happened next was in slow-motion from King’s perspective, as the flash of black powder exploded in the cannonade, propelling the chainshot straight towards King in a blast of crimson fire.

As the chainshot sailed through the air, King barely noticed the flash of cream and white race past him as Sasha held her staff outward, directly towards the approaching chainshot.

DEFENDAT!!” Sasha proclaimed, arcane energy flowing from her staff before taking shape, creating an ethereal barrier across the sternside window. The chainshot smashed into the magic wall, crumpling from sheer impact force alone.

Unfortunately, Sasha did not come out from this miraculous rescue unscathed. Her barrier was simply not used to being hit with so much force in a single instant. The mental backlash hit Sasha like a whip straight to her brain.

With a pained cry, Sasha was flung backwards by the psychic blowback, her barrier fading to nothing.

“Sasha!” King yelled, before turning his attention back to the cannonade, seeing the crew of the man o’ war were already in the process of loading it once more.
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Max looked to his left and right, seeing every able body individual on deck grab a musket and open fire against the deck crew of the man o’ war. It didn’t take long for Lady Kay to order return fire, and the height difference between the two ships was giving the Rainier’s goons the advantage in cover.

Not only that, but from his position at the stern, he had a good view of the last chainshot blast directly below him, only barely halted by he assumed a timely intervention from their resident cleric.

Well, if Sasha was providing defence…

Gripping his ruby necklace in his hand, Max whispered the incantation, already feeling the fury of Efreet course through him.

Grape cursed, hiding behind the measly cover the ship’s railing provided, trying to gauge the right time to pop out and take a pot shot with her musket. She was out of her element and she knew it. What she would give to have Lady Kay’s goons within range of her sword.

She looked over to the others in the same position as her, Peanut only slightly more comfortable, training his bow to pick off the snipers along the deck. But even that was slow-going.

But what really grabbed her attention was Max, convulsing behind his own cover as a now familiar transformation took hold.

Wings sprouted from his back, horns jutted from his head, and claws elongated. Fire bellowed from his eyes as he lurched up, snarling at the wooden sea-beast bearing down on them.

“Max! No-!”

Grape’s words were caught on deaf ears as Max spread his wings and launched himself from the Heaven Bound’s deck, gliding straight towards the cannonade windows in the bow of the man o’ war.

The Rainier guards stationed at the cannonades screamed in terror as the flaming demon flew straight towards them, crawling through the gap in the window and roaring with spit of flames at those who would dare come close.

A few of the more daring guards lunged forward, swords drawn, before Max breathed a torrent of flame from his mouth, driving the guards back and engulfing much of the room in walls of fire, making the rest of the guards run straight for the door to avoid being trapped in the blaze.

His work done, Max made to crawl his way back out the window when a feeling of disorientation caught him.

“N-No… Not… now…” He said.

Max begged the spirit taking refuge in his own soul to hold out, just a little longer. But whether Efreet simply could not abide or Max had simply taxed himself too much, the transformation reversed itself as Max collapsed on top of the cannonade, the very flames he started beginning to close in.
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Lady Kay looked back at the sound of terrified screams as the guards she could have sworn were stationed at the cannonades suddenly come running onto the deck from the hold, looking as though they escaped the seven hells themselves.

One particularly maniacal guard ran straight towards Lady Kay, only stopping short for the saber blade Kay suddenly held up to his throat.

“What is the meaning of this?” Kay hissed, eyes narrowing.

“M-My Lady! A horrible demon! It’s tearing through the hold as we speak!”

Kay brought her saber above her head before driving the pommel down on the trembling guard’s head, knocking him out cold.

“Fools and cowards, the lot of you.” Kay whispered under her breath, marching past her sputtering captain towards the hold, eager to see this ‘demon’ for herself.
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Well, it was definitely going to take a hit out of father’s pocketbooks to repair the fire damage, of that Kay was certain.

Kay only concerned herself with dousing the flames directly between her and her cannonade, deigning to deal with the rest later. She suffered minor burns to her hands as she brought the heavy blanket to the bonfires, but she blocked the pain out. Better than being dead, she told herself.

That all said, she was a bit disappointed by the ‘demon’ that terrified her guards so completely. She unceremoniously dragged the unconscious black cat off her cannonade, tossing him behind her to be dealt with later.

Part of her considered throwing him into one of the very fires he created, but decided he might be more useful as a hostage. In for a bit, in for a sovereign, Kay figured.

As for the matter at hand, Kay was growing tired of this chase. They had already managed to down one of the frigate’s masts. If she managed to shoot down the last two, these cockroaches would be dead in the water.

Luckily, before the cowards abandoned their posts, they did manage to load the cannonade with another round of chainshot.

Kay closed her eyes, remembering one of the few happy memories of her childhood she still had left. Of the previous captain of her father’s guard taking her to the ramparts that bordered her family’s island, the row of cannons arranged to protect her home from brigands and pirates that would dare to steal what belonged to her.

Calling back to his lessons, Kay adjusted the cannonade. It was much lighter than Kay remembered the cannons on the rampart being.

With little thought to the contrary, Kay grabbed a piece of tinder from the flames still about her, using it as a makeshift torch to light the vent.
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Providence was a funny thing sometimes. What could be seen as a tragedy could merely be fate setting up dominoes for a greater triumph down the road. Of course, the opposite held to be true just as often, where a victory today could set one up for an even more devastating downfall.

The trick is being on the right side, regardless of where the coin may fall.

And if the coin is flipped again and again, by one desperate to change fate…

One day, it may just land on its side.

Or one could just bite their thumb at destiny and run away with the coin.

The fourth and final chainshot blasted out, clearing one, then the other still standing mast in a single arc of destruction. With the crew on deck desperately locked in trading shot and powder with those aboard the man o’ war, no one could do anything but watch helplessly as the wooden posts fell along the deck, everyone moving aside to not be crushed.

Fox stared, dumbstruck at the broken twigs that were once the tall and proud masts of his beautiful ship.

He almost didn’t notice it when Zach tugged on his shirt.

“Captain…” Zach began, resolve in his eyes. “The battle is lost, but I have a plan. It’s a long shot…”

“Master Arbelt, all we have left are long shots.” Fox said, tearing his eyes away from the shattered remains of his masts. “I’m all ears.”

“I think we should surrender.”
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Kay marched back up to her deck, in high spirits all considered. The crew were already in the midst of smothering the rest of the fires below deck.

She clutched the still unconscious black cat by the scruff of his collar as she dragged him to the captain, like a feral predator presenting her kill.

She tossed the black cat to the captain’s feet with little more than a disgusted grunt. “Keep your blade trained on him. If he wakes up, bring your sword to his throat, but don’t kill him… yet.”

“Yes, my Lady.” The captain said, already drawing his sword. “An interesting development occurred while you were below deck.”

“Oh?”

“Take a look for yourself, my Lady.” The captain explained, gesturing to the bow of the ship.

Kay strode over to the edge of the deck, looming down on the Heaven Bound, and had to fight back the triumphant smile that threatened to break across her mouth.

There was Mister Arbelt himself, standing on the stern of the frigate, waving a makeshift white flag.

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Glad that I could read more of these! Keep it up please!

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Great job on this chapter! Hope Max and Sasha make it through okay.
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So I want to apologize for taking so long to update this. There’s been a lot of complications to deal with IRL, and we’re still kinda dealing with them. Just know that I haven’t forgotten this fic and I absolutely intend to continue it. I just don’t know when. Sorry again for leaving you hanging.

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Sorry to hear about that, real life can be a real pain in the tail.
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We understand that you have to put this on the back-burner because more important things have come up. Nobody will hold it against you and I am sure everybody is hoping that it will all get sorted and you can continue soon! :mrgreen:

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Sorry to do this to you all, but it’s time to stop putting off the inevitable. For the time being, this story is going into hiatus.

While I would love nothing more than to continue this story, certain health concerns are making it impossible to put any focus on the next update.

Once these health concerns are dealt with, we’ll see about coming back to this fic, but until then, all further updates are suspended.

I apologize profusely for this, but believe me when I say it’s for the best.

Everybody stay safe, and stay healthy.

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JageshemashFTW wrote:Sorry to do this to you all, but it’s time to stop putting off the inevitable. For the time being, this story is going into hiatus.

While I would love nothing more than to continue this story, certain health concerns are making it impossible to put any focus on the next update.

Once these health concerns are dealt with, we’ll see about coming back to this fic, but until then, all further updates are suspended.

I apologize profusely for this, but believe me when I say it’s for the best.

Everybody stay safe, and stay healthy.

Be well, Jag. Take care of yourself!

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I'm sure everybody understands why you have to put the story in the back-burner for the time being and nobody is upset with you. Sometimes things like this happen. I hope you are also able to stay healthy!

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Yeah, take care of yourself, your health is the most important thing.
Please state the nature of your medical emergency.

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Going in for my first doctor’s appointment. Wish me luck.

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Good luck! Hope everything turns out for the best!
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Get well soon!
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So I’m gonna be swimming in antibiotics for the next week. That’s gonna be... fun.

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Hope you feel better soon.

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Let us know how you are doing after you spend some time on the antibiotics!

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Prayers and best wishes, Jag.

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