[center][h1][color=5ca6ce]Plasm[/color][/h1][/center]
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The fact that the intruder was not of this band was quite unsettling. Pair that with a deranged cultist... There was much to ponder. Shaking their head to prevent them from slipping again, Plasm would look to their gear and walk over to it, assessing damage and putting their gear on. Once their robes and mask was donned and pack placed on their back, Plasm would cast Encode Thoughts, creating a Thought Strand on the info she could recall on Juiblex for later study. Once created, Plasm would absorb the strand inside of her geniculate body and walk to the Highway-men and bow. [color=5ca6ce]"I appreciate all you've done with guarding my weakened form, thank you"[/color]. They are about to leave before Plasm pauses, [color=5ca6ce]"It just occurred to me that I do not have any idea where my friends may be. Would you have any clue? I imagine somewhere where the consumption of alcohol is prevalent"[/color]