Trouble at the Inn

Riku lazily walked on Luxia's roads, still thinking about the quest.

An idea had already begun to form. The Church plaza was always crowded with the desperate. What if he set up nearby? Not in direct opposition, but as an alternative? A small stall, perhaps, offering 'unique restorative tonics' or 'specialized relief treatments'?

A shop, Riku mused. A small, unassuming shop, right under their noses. Offering actual help, not just a temporary hope.

It would be a way to reach people, earn goodwill, and progress his quest further.

He was just starting to sketch out a mental plan for his 'Mysterious Healer's Stall', considering names and an initial marketing plan, when one of the communication stones in his satchel pulsed with a warm light.

He pulled it out. Lila's anxious voice echoed from the stone. "Riku! Riku, can you hear me? You need to come back to the inn! Quickly! Something's happened!"

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