Meanwhile a adventurer by the name of Viandine found Jeff's body on the altar. Unfortunatley she did not know it was of the famous bottle cap wielding Jeff, or she would have thought herself lucky, but rather just a dead man. Anyhow she had just happened to be named Viandine, and just happened to be an adventurer. But the most amazing yet coincidental, yet at the same time completely irrelivant to this story thing of all was that she was registered as a fighter/cleric, of course, but what had her calling been before she was a hero? She was a psychiatrist. And from her old psychiatrist training she learned immediatley that this man, was quiet, and most indeed, dead. Now as she continued on she came upon the knights of Spar Piz Jazz. They trod up to her and she said to them
"Theoretically you are the knights of Spar Piz Jazz, now, I would like to know, are you guys insecure? Did you have feelings of repentance when you were younger? What made you begin commiting evil deeds? Why is it that you decided to do things like burning this man, and is this psychotic religion of knights really a childish cry for help as you were mistreated when you were younger?" and with that the Knights of Spar Piz Jazz fled and were never to be seen again.

Soon enough she came upon a band consisting of a theif named Skillrite, a vampire named Jackal, and a mage, Alamax . From the moment she joined them she psychoanalyzed everyone from the thief to the mage.
"So is it the reason that you steal because you are insecure and feel that if you stay in one place and get a proper job that it will remind you of something that happened in your past?" she had asked the theif.
"Couldn't your magical focus be attributed to your dislike of sports and physical contact as a child?", and what's more, she actually gained legitimate fighting skills along her journey, becoming quite strong in each of her useful classes. Unfortunately, she was not to be a true heroine; she was killed by a demon. But she remained a psychiatrist even when she uttered the words that would be her last to the very thing that killed her:
"Would you like to talk about it?" but what's more she actually happened to have helped out the mage with his problems. So the mage, who happened to have a genie pulled out a lamp and for his second wish wished that she would be alive and healthy again. And there she was standing, and thanking him. Soon enough the demon was vanquished and they were again on their journey,

Scortin found himself at a rather large field. At the other end was a sort of small demonic looking creature, which was brutally beating a human-like figure that lay on the ground. Scortin ran at the demon, but when he approached it he saw how large it was, double his height.
"Uhh... I really am awfully sorry but from over there you looked a lot smaller and much less menacing..." the demon stared up at him blankly for a second, it's eyes glowed red and it snarled angrily at him. He stepped backwards on instinct. The demon now ignored him and began hacking madly away at whatever the body was. He had also just stocked up on weaponary and rations and other things because he had just been into a city.

Italicized Text = Narrator Speaking

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