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“Couldn’t find the booze this time, eh Dismas? I made sure to hide it real good this time.” Though there was no slight back at her this time. Dismas, with a haunted face, could not muster any bite towards her. His time of The Hamlet, once vague images, now played out like a lifetime in his mind. Hauling herself out of the chair, she sauntered her way over to Dismas to check up on the supposed loot he found. “I didn’t know you were the antique-collecting type of guy. With some polish, I figure it’d be worth a pretty penny.” Dismas swallowed before speaking once more.
“It’s Reynauld’s,” his voice almost a whisper. The plague doctor finally looked up from her jar and set down her tools; her leeches could wait. “He’s… I have to give his helmet back. He needs it back.”
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A retelling of the quest in order to unlock Reynauld in Darkest Dungeons 2 complete with terrible party comp
