Thistlebrook

I'm Thistlebrook, just a simple man trying to make a living here in Riverrise.

I work at the local alchemy shop, mixing potions and helping folks with their ailments.

Plus, I mix a couple that help me keep the weight off. Lost 60 pounds last month!

Honestly? Terrified beyond belief.

These two... psychic... kids told me I'd die today.

They keep predicting these horrid, gruesome ends for me.

I can't concentrate, can't even mix a potion right now.

I went for a walk and they followed me! I think I'm gonna have to deck 'em to get away.

That is, unless you can figure some shit out here.

Oh, you're new around here?

Well, Riverrise is the largest town on Whisperwind Isle.

My little spot here? It's my retreat, where I can catch my breath away from the hustle.

But it seems I'm not even safe here today, with those motherfucking psychic kids lurking.

Look, I don't wanna know when I'm gonna drop dead! Who the hell wants to know that?!

Nah, they said if anyone helps, I'm a goner.

Appreciate it, but they warned me helping would seal my fate.

Thanks, but your help might actually jinx me according to them.

Better not risk it, those kids said it's a one-way ticket for me if you do.

Nope, if you lend a hand, I'm toast if the kids are right.

Please, I need your help desperately!

Oh, please, don't leave me like this. I'm begging you.

I can't face them alone. You have to help me!

Please, you've got to help I'll do anything!