Dungeon 7 Turn 10

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As the scent of pollen becomes stronger, imposing a -1 Atk penalty on all party members, Kamau, Ricki, and Lohk trade items around in preparation for their next move. Kamau ends up with the corn spear, purse, and potion of healing, while Ricki ends up holding the moldy cheese. Squirrel looks on longingly as the delectable morsel changes hands.

While this is happening, Macadamia attempts to address the elder magicrow perched atop the scarecrow.

“Hello there, sir!”

“…Ma’am?”

“We saw all of your friends flying around over there. They haven’t bothered us, and we haven’t bothered them, so we were hoping maybe we could arrange some kind of truce?”

“Or maybe we could even work together? Is there something we can do for you…?”

The enigmatic avian does not respond. However, as he stares into its three eyes, Macadamia finds himself experiencing strange visions. Or is he simply imagining it?