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Current @Lady Amalthea, does that mean every post is a Horocrux?
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So I've been sick for the past couple days. Will try to get a post in soon.
Well I guess we're getting a Dwarf added to the party either way.
Shela might be coming back? This is the Rainy Cave mkII. Hopefully mist doesn't eat half the party this time.
Cyneburg

Location: The campsite
Interacting with: The Medieval X-Men


Well Cyneburg didn't really have plans on joining the group. She just figured that in the morning she would leave the group be and go on her merry way. Maybe visit the human and orc settlements. See what's going on. Make sure they aren't trying to overexert their perceived control of Nature. Stuff like that. But since they extended the invitation, why not? They're going to the Orc settlement anyways. She can get Druid business done while they sort out the people issues. And no offense, but it would probably do them better to have someone who can speak Orcish here. Full-blooded Humans tended to avoid picking up the language, and while Lob probably did know it, he was the last person she'd want dealing with a precarious diplomatic situation like this is supposed to be.

The cook didn't seem to like her much. But he didn't seem like the type that enjoyed surprises. Surprises like more people showing up, judging by the elf's reaction to the flute playing. It made some vague attempt at trying to sound like bird calls, but each bird had distinct chirps and cries. To successfully copy one, you'd have to pick a specific kind and learn its song. Furthermore, it was Autumn and evening, any birds that sing would be flying up North or going to sleep about now. Whoever was playing the flute probably didn't spend a lot of time in the forest. Still, she prepared herself to shape change if this turned out to be cover for some kind of ambush. The cooked food was placed gently on the ground where it hopefully wouldn't get ruined before she could have a chance to eat it.
Plot twist: When she takes the Love Potion it has no effect on her because she already loves him.
It's all bubbling underneath the surface.

Crackling with sexual energy.
Can confirm. Schedules make collabing difficult.
So we're on our way to fight the final boss of the campaign, who is a former ally that's been possessed by an evil entity. This thing can only be expunged by beating the possessed until they're almost dead, and then the only way to hurt the thing itself is with a special weapon it has on its person so it can't be used against it. It's very important that we don't let the BBEG know we know what's going on, so they won't try to run away or something and we can steal the one weapon we need to save the world. During the lead up as we approach the battle, our druid blatantly asks the final boss about the plans of the possessing entity, throwing any chance of being able to steal the weapon while its guard is down out the window, and nearly ruining everything forever.
If you want to talk about potentially campaign ruining incompetence, I have a story that I picked up a few weeks ago that might get close to matching that.
Cyneburg

Location: The campsite
Interacting with: The Medieval X-Men


Cyneburg stepped into the fire light of the camp and surveyed the faces she was greeted with. Individually she could see them being part of a party with Ash, LOb and Kyra, but altogether? It was an odd mix at the least. A burly man about Kyra's age, a human male a couple years younger than her and a lady elf. She acted young, but for all she knew, this Sona could be well over a century old. It was hard to tell with elves.

"Quite the merry band you have here." Cyneburg commented, reaching out for the plate with a sincere Thank You for the scarred cook. His glaring wasn't unwarranted, but it still wasn't pleasant. Judging by his physique and appearance he was probably some kind of warrior. Definitely not the kind of guy you'd want to get on the wrong side of.

"As far as I know, it's just me, but I've been traveling through the forest alone for awhile," she responded to Keystone's question. Then Sona came up and offered her hand. Cyneburg stared at it for a couple seconds before remembering that shaking hands was a thing people did. She took the hand and shook it firmly twice.

"Nice to meet you too, Alto." The druid stood around for a bit before finding and open spot on the ground to sit. It would be rude to start eating before everyone was served, so for now she would wait for the group to be served and become somewhat accustomed to her presence.
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