Slime Salad

And I'm just here casually in the background as a ghost.

I still keep track of the thread every now and then.

Wow, I leave for a little while and story suddenly gets a lot of progress.

Posting to say I'm not dead entirely. My workplace does not quite have internet and I'm on public wifi. So, what's going to become of Lynda while I'm on spotty internet?

Due to me getting a job, there is a good chance my posting may decline. Just thought I would warn you guys...

Lynda puts her amulet on.

Form: Physical

"Oh, it's nothing, eheh..." Lynda manages. "The damn thing was trapped, like I was saying earlier...I should be fine, I think. Oh, and please don't panic at what I'm about to do next." Lynda takes off the amulet and goes back to picking the lock. "Stand back. I don't want a...

"Oh, my house?" Lynda says. "My apologies. It's been quite a while since anyone has ever asked me a question of that sort." Lynda clears her throat. "My proper title is Lady Lynda Masqué Elanorandor, of House Elanorandor. I'm not of Averoigne, but I am instead a foreigner. ...

"As it stands at the moment, you're stuck here with us." Lynda says to Claire. "As the spooky scary skeleton man told you, we're far from civilization, which is why it's very strange to see you here. This unfortunately means that it would be a great risk for just one of us to escort ...

"A well?! And that woman opted to stay in that room?! Gods only know what could crawl up out of that..." Lynda thinks, somewhat surprised. Lynda puts her amulet back on. "Alright then Claire." Lynda replies, and makes her way in to the room to help Claire get unshackled, and off...

"I don't think the sword likes you, Kalar." Lynda says. "It nearly just made me attack you...perhaps it's best if we don't use the evil detector. It's an amazing weapon that can make me fly, but I don't like how it can suggest me like that." "I could pick those bindings if ...

Lynda lays claim to the Periapt and the golden chalice. Lynda also stops and thinks. Lady Claire is behaving rather...oddly. Sure, she's a noble, but Voulton's response seemed to hint at suspicion. Lynda takes off her amulet, and wields the sword of Sylaire. "One thing this sword could suppose...

"I'm going to go scout out ahead." Lynda says. "Voulton, it's your call if you want to free these guys. They seem a little unhinged, and I'm not so sure how they'll react if we let them run amok while the dungeon remains dangerous." Lynda decides to attempt to carefully open the...

"Perhaps we should do something about those people." Lynda says, putting the book she acquired in her Haversack. "If we're gonna go back for them, I guess I should take off my bracers. I don't think my four arms made a good first impression."

Form: Physical