[Wow that sure is a harsh reaction to a very normal and benign comment. Someone's got issues. Caduceus takes note of it but doesn't comment. He's not about to start an argument over what is or isn't pity.]
Certainly. As you know, this is Folkmore. Whether it's another world or a pocket dimension of the fox's creation, none have been able to determine that for sure, so we can only take her word for it. Our purpose is to reach our "true potential", which is about as vague a goal as you can get, and we live day to day by collecting a currency called lore in the spoons we were given upon arrival, just by talking to each other. You can regain items stolen from you on arrival using lore as well. And on a more-or-less monthly basis, our benevolent host sends trials our way to test our capacity for growth and endurance. Or occasionally just our tolerance for loud, outlandish dance parties.
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Certainly. As you know, this is Folkmore. Whether it's another world or a pocket dimension of the fox's creation, none have been able to determine that for sure, so we can only take her word for it. Our purpose is to reach our "true potential", which is about as vague a goal as you can get, and we live day to day by collecting a currency called lore in the spoons we were given upon arrival, just by talking to each other. You can regain items stolen from you on arrival using lore as well. And on a more-or-less monthly basis, our benevolent host sends trials our way to test our capacity for growth and endurance. Or occasionally just our tolerance for loud, outlandish dance parties.
Isn't all of that just lovely?
[Thanks he hates it!]