Slime Salad

Lynda sighs. She wants to believe what the demon says, but at the same time, she remains skeptical. She has seen some crazy things, like an ogre claiming to be a woman, a lion man, crazy undead women, and giant maniacal sorcerers. However, this demon is trapped, and it could be just as easy to lie ...

"A Clover, by chance?" Lynda thinks, with interest. "I don't quite trust this, because demons are tricky ones. However, let's see what I can get out of her while she's imprisoned." "You're one of the clovers? How interesting. I've met a few more of you're family members on ...

Lynda's eyes widen, and then she promptly shuts the door, then puts her back to it. Then, she quickly opens the door again to peer in, then shuts it quickly again. There's no way all that gold isn't booby trapped. She pokes back out in to the main room. "Hey guys, I just found an incredible tr...

"Hmm...they're definitely interested in me." Lynda says. "What is it about me? My elven nature? They seemed interested in my dress...I doubt it'd be something as trivial as that." Lynda begins to follow Gontort, with her weapon drawn. She looks to her party as well, to see if th...

"...I figured as much." Lynda says. "Perhaps Kalar's demon still lives, or they're being uncharacteristically friendly for another reason." She wracks her brain for answers, but she cannot figure anything out. "Well, they're not obedient, but they're not hostile. I don't kn...

Lynda feels her throat loosen up. She gingerly takes the scarf away from her face. "T-testing...one, two, three..." She says. "Oh my gosh! I have my voice back!" She puts her scarf back on fashionably. "I am incredibly grateful, Tammytharn. I seem to have forgetten how valu...

Lynda had watched the hellhounds intently, ready to fire if they attacked...except they didn't. They just sat down and stared at her. They casually walked over to her feet, no rhyme of reason. Lynda lowered her bow. "What is the meaning of this?! Why are they friendly to me?" Lynda wonder...