After the intervention to help him stop buying gil, he barred himself inside his house and hasn't come out since.
At least... Not until today.
I just happened to be wandering past Shaman's neighborhood when I noticed his door was ajar.
Right away, I started to worry. Shaman's the kind of guy that you always want to know where he is. Having someone who can set you on fire sneaking around is a bad idea.
And since personal experience has proven that I am highly flammable, I needed to find him as fast as possible.
I really didn't want him taking me by surpri...
And that's when I felt a soft tapping on my shoulder.
Without even turning, I knew it was him. I instinctively closed my eyes and waited for the sharp crackle of flame and the pungent odor of my burning flesh.
And... Nothing happened.
I turned slowly and there was Shaman. He looked like he had been sleeping under a dumpster for a week.
The weird thing though was the way his eyes looked. They were dull and far away.
GoblinSmithy>> Are you okay, Shaman?
GoblinSmithy>> Wake up!
GoblinSmithy>> WAKE UP!
When it became readily apparent that yelling wasn't going to work, I decided drastic measures were in order.
Also, I have to say I got a little bit of enjoyment out of slapping that bastard.
GoblinShaman>> What the hell are you doing?!
GoblinSmithy>> I'm trying to wake you up.
GoblinSmithy>> You're kind of out of it.
GoblinShaman>> Couldn't you have just pinched me?
GoblinSmithy>> Never thought about it.
GoblinShaman>> You just wanted to hit me, didn't you?
GoblinSmithy>> Little bit, yeah.
GoblinSmithy>> I didn't expect you to wake up after the first one.
GoblinSmithy>> Ruins all the fun.
GoblinShaman>> So freakin' sorry to disappoint you.
GoblinSmithy>> Man, you owe me for that intervention.
GoblinShaman>> Yeah, yeah.
GoblinShaman>> That's actually why I came to find you.
This was it. This was when he was going to set me on fire.
I could feel it.
GoblinShaman>> I wanted to thank you.
Yeah, maybe I overreacted.
GoblinSmithy>> You're thanking me?
GoblinShaman>> You helped me see that it was wrong.
GoblinSmithy>> Thanking me?
GoblinShaman>> Yes, you.
GoblinShaman>> I don't know what would have happened to me.
GoblinShaman>> Gil selling is an ugly place.
GoblinShaman>> You helped me.
GoblinSmithy>> Thanking me?
GoblinShaman>> I know it must have been hard.
GoblinShaman>> Having to take care of me.
GoblinShaman>> And then giving all of my stuff to charity.
GoblinShaman>> Seriously, man. Thank you.
GoblinSmithy>> Don't worry about it.
GoblinSmithy>> I do like to give back to the community, you know.
Wow. It really seems that his isolation had helped him get past it all.
And it was all because of me.
And all out of the goodness in my heart.
GoblinShaman>> Are those my Snipers' rings?
GoblinShaman starts casting Fire III on GoblinSmithy.
I got to say, even despite the massive burning and internal injuries, it's nice to have Shaman back.
Look at me. I'm a big softy.