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As she finishes sweeping the workshop floor there’s a knock followed by the ringing bell of the opening front door. In popped the farmer lad Tickseed, a tall yellow fae, who’s worried eyes land upon Toadapple smiling warmly at him. As he shuffles into the newly cleaned room it's very clear what’s brought him to see the village healer today. Toadapple instantly spied his right thumb, swollen and plump like an overripe berry and covered in dirt and one human paper clip. She winced in empathy and Tickseed pouted.