Slime Salad

"Damn...guess that sort of thing only happens in the stories." Lynda thinks to herself. "Well, it'd look really bad to go back and beg for the key, so I'll leave that deed to someone else. Guess I'll go scouting." She decides to turn left, and peer in to the door on the right wa...

Lynda sighs at Claude's discontent. "Well I'll keep my word and finish with my questions. But...four. A plucky man died to a trapped safe. A bard was ripped to pieces by an alligator in a river. One mage was murderous, and was killed after he attempted a murder. Finally, that dwarf over there,...

Lynda thinks long and hard about what to ask Claude. He was an asset for discussion, but like most, was not interested in adventurers barging in and asking a bunch of questions. Lynda decided what she should ask. "Currently, we are looking for a bunch of items. The sword of Sylaire, the Ring o...

"Hm, that fortune teller is another one of the Clover kin?" Lynda thinks. "Gontort's out of the picture, Kalar is an unpredictable werewolf, and people don't like my dress...everything just got a little more complicated." "Well, if someone is to free him, then it cannot be ...

Lynda sighs. "I'm quite upset that people think I stole this dress, but I understand where you're coming from. Honestly, one of the other members of your family gave me this dress for a dinner party we attended. I told her I had nothing nice to wear, so she let me have this dress." Lynda ...

Lynda shakes her head, and is somewhat surprised. "I cannot believe Kalar got himself in to this situation...first Gontort dropped dead from that fortune tellers magic, and now Kalar has gone and turned himself into a dog..." She says. She looks at the werewolf and sighs. "I am Lynda...

"Gah!" Lynda shouts in horror. "That...that was nearly me!" "I need to get out of here and find Kalar..." She thinks. She gives a nasty glare to the fortune teller, although she probably doesn't care. She heads out to the door on the opposite side. Upon opening it, she...

"A fortune teller?" Lynda thinks to herself. "How bizarre. No doubt those cards are bewitched, but I'll bite." Lynda casually strolls in to the room. "I'm Lynda. I'll graciously pick one of the cards. Before I do so however, may I have the honor of knowing your name?"

"Geh!" Lynda thinks to herself, somewhat dismayed. "You cheeky little...if that's how it's gonna be then..." "He said for me to not go in to the room. There's nothing stopping you, however." She says, trying to keep her composure. "But that's for you to decide.&qu...

Lynda shuts the door. She is curious about the door the door Mirach spoke of, but would rather not test her luck. However, there is Gontort... Lynda stands next to the door across from the secret door of the red room. "Gontort, sweetie..." Lynda says, cringing on the inside. "Could I...

"Very well. Thank you for your time, Mirach. I'll be on my way then." Lynda says. She gives a bow, and then departs through the secret door. "He works with one of the Clover kin?" Lynda thinks. "Oh great. Hopefully if I meet this guy he's receptive to my diplomacy." Wi...