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A bbeg searching desperately for a cure for lycanthropy, so that he stops being a goody two-shoes every full moon, and ruining his plans.
wakes up from turning to find that he’s released the heroes he captured, healed their wounds, mended their gear, and sent them off on their way with a few loaves of banana bread he baked for them “GOD DAMMIT”
Sort of a Jekyll and Hyde situation.