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“It wouldn’t be proper to ignore someone in need.” “I’m someone in need,” replied the demon. “Your needs involve terrible things happening to me,” I replied. “Well yes, but what you are doing is still very impolite.”
Fortunately, when I leveled, I just gained the additional hit points; the fifty I’d earned were added to the mix, making me healthier than a horse. I meant that literally. I could see a horse through the gate and it only had 60 hit points. Her name was Patches.

