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Now you and the rest of the Monstrous Regiment can only await your leader’s emergence and instructions. You know your soul-sister as well as yourself—you were once one, after all—and you know her heart will lead you south, to save (or at least avenge) her lover.

You share something of that urge—you’d worked hard to bury the sense memories and sentiments, but you were Jimmy’s lover too, once, sort of. You were a part of Zith-Zi when the relationship first started, and if your memories of your time as a unified Zi are hazy and half-formed, the clearest among them are those tied to lust, and to love, and to violence.

You remember the shared escapades and adventures—in the wilderness, the crypts, in the pubs to celebrate successes, in the bedrolls on the road and beneath the sheets of more civilized spaces.

You can remember how your—her—heart stirred when Jimmy would run his knuckles gently across her jaw, tilt her head up, and stare into her eyes.

But here, and now, as you are? You think…
>You ought to head out immediately—or as immediately as feasible—to go save Jimmy
>You should first finish fixing the forge, and attempt to use it for an added edge… Even if it means a delay
>You ought to be gearing up and recruiting for the adventure ahead—you have coin for equipment and reinforcements, after all
>You ought to check on the Monstrous Regiment’s morale, and make sure your ‘contractors’ are all on board
>Write-in