This is what passes for a serious and complex manhunt story among the yinglet population.
The legend of the Oracle of Bakersroof is shrouded in mystery, and the exact details have been lost to the sands of time.
Basically he hung out a lot on the roof of one of the local bakeries, keeping an eye out for stuff that happened below in between meetings with various paramours.
Then one day the baker got tired of all the scav-humping noises on his rooftop, so he chased him off and the scav fell off and broke his legs. But he got back up there and kept doing exactly the same thing and something something and so he's the local oracle now
Thanks as usual to Raptie for handling the character coloring and shading on this page!
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