[Lulu has been in Jamjarlandia for about a week and it has already become quite apparent that she absolutely cannot be left on her own. Eager, silly thing, she shouts about the moon and destiny and swishes her cape and runs amok in a manner not unlike an unsupervised toddler having eaten two cupcakes for breakfast. She hasn't gotten herself in trouble yet, but that's the key word. Things as they are, strange creatures on the outside of the settlement the newly-appeared residents have made and resources consisting of what they manage to find, it seems inevitable.
And so, when the group splits up to explore their surroundings and gather more food, Oyuundai is on babysitting duty.
It started to get dark not too long ago, which hasn't impeded them at all. As Lulu climbs up forested cliffs and skips along the paths connecting them, a bauble of swirling light she summoned earlier dances and bounces in the air in a wide radius around her. Oyuundai will have to keep up if he likes seeing where he's going, too, because Lulu has a tendency to run up ahead.
At this particular moment in time, she's stopped to crouch over a cluster of mushrooms in the grass, which she examines with her usual dramatic intensity.]
Hmmmmmmmmmmmm... What tremendous specimens. [She picks one and holds it up against the dwindling light.] Perhaps a boon for our selfsame wayward companions!
[This would not be the first time tonight she's picked up something poisonous and said something similar.]
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And so, when the group splits up to explore their surroundings and gather more food, Oyuundai is on babysitting duty.
It started to get dark not too long ago, which hasn't impeded them at all. As Lulu climbs up forested cliffs and skips along the paths connecting them, a bauble of swirling light she summoned earlier dances and bounces in the air in a wide radius around her. Oyuundai will have to keep up if he likes seeing where he's going, too, because Lulu has a tendency to run up ahead.
At this particular moment in time, she's stopped to crouch over a cluster of mushrooms in the grass, which she examines with her usual dramatic intensity.]
Hmmmmmmmmmmmm... What tremendous specimens. [She picks one and holds it up against the dwindling light.] Perhaps a boon for our selfsame wayward companions!
[This would not be the first time tonight she's picked up something poisonous and said something similar.]
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