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You select Oversized weapon use ... and you know you can do it. You know you can wield Growling Lion now! Ha, it's so easy, who would have thought? Who would have...

The void shatters.

You come awake, back where you camped with Delar and Emma, and someone is holding you.
Okay, note to self: apparently you're completely unaware and defenseless when levelling! That's probably something to keep in mind for the future.

"Welcome back!" an unfamiliar, cheerful voice says. "I wasn't really worried, it's what, a million to one chance that people have a heart attack or a brain schism during levelling, but... Glad to see you made it!"

Wait. What? What's going on here? Standing in front of you are Delar and Emma, respectively with his sword out and in a martial stance, and they don't look happy. Holding you is...
After today's events, you go rigid when you realize it's a grinning High Elf.

"Hi, there!" the Elf says. "Name's Isabeau. Don't call me Isy."

"She snuck after us after we lead the other Elves towards the Barr," Delar says. "She just told us. She was laughing about it."

"Sure was," Isabeau says. "Hella funny to watch. I like your style, kids. I wanna join your gang."

"We're not a gang," Emma says, "we're a temporary party."

"Tomayto, tomahto," Isabeau responds. "I want in."

"Are you tripping on something?" Delar demands to know.

"No, I want out of the Lumberjackfree Forest, but there are patrols out in force," Isabeau replies. "They were all supposed to be looking for me. Of course, now you guys lead one group to its gory death, they'll be after your hides soon enough as well."

"What did you do?" Delar asks.

"I said no," Isabeau answers, her voice suddenly hard and cold. "And I made my point with steel. Look, the Forest is even more dangerous than normal right now. I'm a level 3, with two in Warrior, I'm a sodding genius at brewing antidotes for drugs and poisons from wild plants and bugs, I can help train cutie here, and I know how the patrols work. If we work together, we stand a better chance of getting out of here alive than if we each go our separate ways."

She grins again, a dangerous twinkle in her eyes.
"Gang or party, whatever you call it, can you really afford to pass up something this crazy? An Elf, a Half-Urken, a Malborn and an Irdling against the High Elves? This'll be one for the bards, baby!"

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Description
Last time, on Sarcantasy: www.deviantart.com/grendelkin/…

BGM: youtu.be/BByMzI1YjKA

You select Oversized weapon use ... and you know you can do it. You know you can wield Growling Lion now! Ha, it's so easy, who would have thought? Who would have...

The void shatters.

You come awake, back where you camped with Delar and Emma, and someone is holding you.
Okay, note to self: apparently you're completely unaware and defenseless when levelling! That's probably something to keep in mind for the future.

"Welcome back!" an unfamiliar, cheerful voice says. "I wasn't really worried, it's what, a million to one chance that people have a heart attack or a brain schism during levelling, but... Glad to see you made it!"

Wait. What? What's going on here? Standing in front of you are Delar and Emma, respectively with his sword out and in a martial stance, and they don't look happy. Holding you is...
After today's events, you go rigid when you realize it's a grinning High Elf.

"Hi, there!" the Elf says. "Name's Isabeau. Don't call me Isy."

"She snuck after us after we lead the other Elves towards the Barr," Delar says. "She just told us. She was laughing about it."

"Sure was," Isabeau says. "Hella funny to watch. I like your style, kids. I wanna join your gang."

"We're not a gang," Emma says, "we're a temporary party."

"Tomayto, tomahto," Isabeau responds. "I want in."

"Are you tripping on something?" Delar demands to know.

"No, I want out of the Lumberjackfree Forest, but there are patrols out in force," Isabeau replies. "They were all supposed to be looking for me. Of course, now you guys lead one group to its gory death, they'll be after your hides soon enough as well."

"What did you do?" Delar asks.

"I said no," Isabeau answers, her voice suddenly hard and cold. "And I made my point with steel. Look, the Forest is even more dangerous than normal right now. I'm a level 3, with two in Warrior, I'm a sodding genius at brewing antidotes for drugs and poisons from wild plants and bugs, I can help train cutie here, and I know how the patrols work. If we work together, we stand a better chance of getting out of here alive than if we each go our separate ways."

She grins again, a dangerous twinkle in her eyes.
"Gang or party, whatever you call it, can you really afford to pass up something this crazy? An Elf, a Half-Urken, a Malborn and an Irdling against the High Elves? This'll be one for the bards, baby!"

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