"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
))