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6/13/2025, 12:46:17 AM
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“Oh… Ant…” TT mutters, her big eyes and smug grin blotted out with genuine concern, “That’s…”
“A dire weakness indeed…” Nods Mieslee, “But a curable one with the right medicine…” Before you can ask, the Veeti soars into the candy-scented canopy! Standing in the center of the chamber like a child lost at a super market, it isn’t long before your gracious host returns!
“Betrayal turns our hearts to stone,” Mieslee begins as you feel a leaf-bound pouch drift into your hands, “But even that can be chipped away by time and persistence.” Moving to give the sweet-scented sack a whiff, your chin is stopped halfway by an invisible hand!
“Curb your curiosity, Anton dear… the poultice I give you has the power to thaw even the hardest of hearts. Simply rub it on your skin when-”
So it’s, like, a love potion? Your answer comes in the form of an incorporeal SPIKE stabbing your skull! OWIE!
“Don’t interrupt.” Growls the Grove-dweller! “But no… nothing so base as that. Apply this around the one you wish to open up… and open up they shall.”
An incredulous laugh escapes TT’s lips! “ANYONE!? Seriously?”
The witch’s brow furrows. “No, merely one who is guarded around Anton. If they were never quite fond of you, well…” She shrugs. “It smells nice, at least.”
Pocketing the poultice, you drop to your knees in front of Mieslee! Th-thank you, you sputter, that’s… it’s really-
“Something for something, nothing for nothing.” She replies with a wink before turning her attention skyward. “... Night is poised to fall… I’ve enjoyed this little diversion, but you really ought to be going if you plan on setting up camp.” A wry grin forms on her face. “The Bruuj hunt at dusk, after all…”
“We should depart, yes…” Nods Morook as he joins you in kneeling. “Thank you for your kindness and patience, Lady of the Grove.”
“We really gotta leave?” Sighs Volka, her massive tail slapping the ground. “It’s so nice here, though…”
What do?
>I had one question, actually!
>Could we stay here for the night, Lady of the Grove?
>Thank you again… let’s make camp, guys!
>Write-In!
“Oh… Ant…” TT mutters, her big eyes and smug grin blotted out with genuine concern, “That’s…”
“A dire weakness indeed…” Nods Mieslee, “But a curable one with the right medicine…” Before you can ask, the Veeti soars into the candy-scented canopy! Standing in the center of the chamber like a child lost at a super market, it isn’t long before your gracious host returns!
“Betrayal turns our hearts to stone,” Mieslee begins as you feel a leaf-bound pouch drift into your hands, “But even that can be chipped away by time and persistence.” Moving to give the sweet-scented sack a whiff, your chin is stopped halfway by an invisible hand!
“Curb your curiosity, Anton dear… the poultice I give you has the power to thaw even the hardest of hearts. Simply rub it on your skin when-”
So it’s, like, a love potion? Your answer comes in the form of an incorporeal SPIKE stabbing your skull! OWIE!
“Don’t interrupt.” Growls the Grove-dweller! “But no… nothing so base as that. Apply this around the one you wish to open up… and open up they shall.”
An incredulous laugh escapes TT’s lips! “ANYONE!? Seriously?”
The witch’s brow furrows. “No, merely one who is guarded around Anton. If they were never quite fond of you, well…” She shrugs. “It smells nice, at least.”
Pocketing the poultice, you drop to your knees in front of Mieslee! Th-thank you, you sputter, that’s… it’s really-
“Something for something, nothing for nothing.” She replies with a wink before turning her attention skyward. “... Night is poised to fall… I’ve enjoyed this little diversion, but you really ought to be going if you plan on setting up camp.” A wry grin forms on her face. “The Bruuj hunt at dusk, after all…”
“We should depart, yes…” Nods Morook as he joins you in kneeling. “Thank you for your kindness and patience, Lady of the Grove.”
“We really gotta leave?” Sighs Volka, her massive tail slapping the ground. “It’s so nice here, though…”
What do?
>I had one question, actually!
>Could we stay here for the night, Lady of the Grove?
>Thank you again… let’s make camp, guys!
>Write-In!
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