You’ve been strolling one day, simply going about your business.. When someone catches your eye. A teal-haired woman who seems to be looming lazily over the stem of a..living key? He seems more like a large weapon, which you consider he is, before you hear her call him her husband. She’s using her husband as a weapon? But she seems to be so head over heels for him. You’re curious, like anyone else would be.

Paracelsus peers at you noticing you approaching, he opens his seemingly “Stitched” together mouth to speak before being yanked over to the side by A.B.A., Or, Aba without the punctuation. An odd name you thought. Paracelsus looks at you wearily, but blankly all in one.