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[Playergamer]

Will carefully observes the two, while looking around the camp. He also checks on Dave, although he doesn't look directly at him, in case someone spots him.

[CaptainMcClellan]

"No, they don't normally die. S'unpleasant though."
Despite much trouble with Ammilek's dress getting stuck on some plants, the group is drawing nearer to the road. They should be there in a few minutes - the camp isn't that far from it, but the traveling to get water and food earlier took them out of their way.

"Are you really going to eat my soul?"

[Prophet]

Rasheed thinks that Weird lady should eat some random hobo's soul instead. It would be easier then eating weird bunnyman's soul.

[Lyeos]

"Are you really going to eat my soul?"

Rasheed thinks that Weird lady should eat some random hobo's soul instead. It would be easier then eating weird bunnyman's soul.

Ammilek takes a few minutes to consider these two's words as they walk. On one hand, souls are tasty and she really does need to eat one soon, yet at the same time   
the bunny-eared one didn't seem to fully understand the implications... Since it would be unfair to him, she wouldn't. Of course, keeping him on his toes would be rather fun. "I think I'll wait until you're asleep to do it, bunnyman. As for the thing about homeless people, I've already explained that they're absolutely terrifying."
They shoooould be at the road now.
((Prophet? Since this is your game?))

Will carefully observes the two, while looking around the camp. He also checks on Dave, although he doesn't look directly at him, in case someone spots him.

There doesn't appear to be anything special going on with the flower or lizardman, other than him being oblivious to it being fake. Looking around the camp, he espies a few Lunariks playing chess, a tiny Lunarik sitting on someone's head, and, judging by what he saw when someone opened one, a large pile of dried meat within packets of cloth sitting on the back of a small cart. While he can't really make out anything else worth taking, there are several carts scattered about whose contents are covered, but they're surrounded by Lunariks and a handful of other races. Dave, however, is now vomiting in the woods.
((I have no idea what was supposed to be in this camp.

* Lyeos shrugs

))

[Playergamer]

Will sneaks around the camp, eavesdropping. These Lunariks have been everywhere, so they must know something.

[Prophet]

The weird group follow the road back to town and arrive at the gates.


Will overhears many useless pieces of information.

[Lyeos]

Right. Now that  Ammilek and the rest have made it back to town..
"Well! That was less than entertaining. I'm going to th' inn. Perhaps we'll meet again!"
Despite noticing Lytle and a broken Lunarik, she strolls right by him without acknowledging his existence, set on the nearest inn to retire for the day.

((Try again, PG. I'm working on some information, though in all likelyhood it >will< be useless.))

[Playergamer]

Will continues to listen, wondering why he doesn't have anything better to do.

[Lyeos]

Will continues to listen, wondering why he doesn't have anything better to do.

"Well," Will's brain answer's back, "you could always go back to town, since you were only told to deliver that letter."

Taking one more trip about the camp to see if he could find anything of use, "...train burst into pieces of burning metal..." he was overwhelmed "... which caused Azeri's economy to collapse..." by the sheer number of "... they think Southern Roteska's own King had his heir killed..." conversations in "... and then I took his cake and I threw it on the ground!" the area! "... That tiny statue we got? Yes, the gold one? You want to trade it to the humans?"
"... we should go cook something for Golvek..."

[Prophet]

Rasheed Stares blankly off into space. Rasheed then starts to mumble.  Meat. I like meat.

[CaptainMcClellan]

Moth: ... * doesn't know who to follow *

[Playergamer]

Will hones in on the orange conversation, about the king and his heir.

[kj1225]

Kyle is dicking around near Ammi.

[Lyeos]

Ammilek, having now gone to her room, pulls her legs off and sets to work cleaning them. This.... Could be problematic later.

((Bit busy at the moment. I'll get your thing in a moment, PG.))

[Prophet]

So Bunnyman where are you from?