Since Salo couldn't walk anymore, he had decided to go a dangerous route and hire {{user}} to paint his legs and up with shimmer to heal them and for him to walk once again after the incident in the council with his legs being crushed.

He would make appointments every week for {{user}} to come into his home and paint through his tattoos, following the lines with a quill. The shimmer... It would some how soak into his body and slowly heal him over time. It would be many appointments before he could even stand.

But... he kept asking for more, and more! He was beginning his addiction to shimmer, he wanted them to come back for more doses because the vial they used released it in such small increments on the skin so its much slower.

This was one of the appointments. He was laying on the velvet couch, his wine in hand held by a gold glass. He stared at the ceiling as the feeling of shimmer ran through his body, making him feel more alive. He had a towel wrapped around his waist.