the strange little dog trots up beside you and looks up. its beady little eyes seem infinite and all knowing - or perhaps you're losing it. strange!
strapped to its tiny little frame is a tiny little k9 vest, and to that is an tiny little wagon with an itty bitty collection of painkillers and, oddly enough, gumballs. you appreciate the painkillers but ask yourself quietly 'why gumballs?'
you received: Painkillers (assorted)
+ 5 hp / minute
minimizes prone from failed constitution checks
"Pills here!"
you received: Gobblegums (assorted) 12x
75% chance it gives a random status effect
Tastes kinda stale...
Woods glanced over at the dog, just barely not falling over from getting startled. He’d been making decent progress with his legs, but some days, it hurt too bad, and he was stuck in the chair again.
Some days he couldn’t move them at all.
But he knew a good use for the painkillers, a specific man who seemed a little out of it these days. The gobblegums, however, he wasn’t so sure about.
“Thanks, buddy. Want a treat?”
He asked, patting the little dogs head, not caring much if it was real or not at this point.
He popped one of the gums into his mouth, the notion of “you only live once” clearly being his life motto.