Slime Salad

Evangeline squints her eyes. That's far too much smoke to have blown from over the smoke fields. Though, what are the odds there's a fire already? Unflinchingly, Evangeline turns to leave. "Something's up and I need to go investigate." She says direly. "And definitely the flimsy one;...

"Great!" Evangeline says to her as she walks over to her to fix the motley braid that Contessa had attempted. "You won't believe the day I've had. That guild business is forming, and I tell you, it's full of some...interesting characters. There was poor people, rich people, beautiful...

"Oh lovely, it's that little tart..." Evangeline thinks to herself, somewhat grudgingly. However, her expression soon softens and she sighs wistfully. She did bring this on herself, after all. Aveil was only 13 when her family fell apart. After her mother, Lady Avalon, learned of Ephraim'...

Wow, I didn't post for a little while and the plot races on without me, eep!

Time to try and make myself relevant again

Wait, is Evangeline at the Unlucky Thrush or not

Is she caught in some sort of limbo

"By Illemeux..." Evangeline says, transfixed by the automaton, "I've never seen anything quite like it. " A tent rigged by an automaton, just for the purpose of putting them through a test? Seems too specific. Evangeline wonders what other reasons could possibly exist for this m...

Evangeline, irritated that there's no room for her to assist directly, takes another method of approach. "Keep up the good work, everyone!" She calls, "You're doing wonderful!" She takes out her violin and plays a brisk, airy jaunt, hoping to light a fire in everyone's heart and...

Majestic. Top tier mincing.

Something about this whole affair is...unsettling. Evangeline can't quite put her finger on it. Be it the burning tent that's set up for her test, or the kobold children shouting about slimy nobles. "Alright, we need some people to rush the water and get that fire out!" She says, trying t...