Five Blue Slimes and three levels later, Vasilisa strode out of the killing fields like a man on a mission, carrying a hefty amount of equipment under his arms. His cudgel banged against his thigh as he speedwalked through the slime-infested plains, avoiding the migration of players towards the barracks. Quest completion could wait a bit. Right now, he had actual work to be done. Work along the lines of cleaning up these shitty, slime-covered clothing. Thankfully, the beach was close by enough that the walking wasn't actually that bad at all. Removing his own clothing as he approaching the pristine waves, Vasilisa plopped down his gear onto the sand, before taking the first item out from the pile.

With Slime-Covered Tunic in hand, he began dunking it in and out of the salty waters, scrubbing away at the blue slime that clung onto it. Of course the cleric had seen other players walk by wearing their slimy tunics without a care in the world, but ugh. That just looked terrible!

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Would be a good chance to see slime got wrecked like slugs did with salt too. That was always a consideration.