undread | gale

[she will give gale a little wave when she sees him down at the swamp. there are a few leeches still attached to her that are trying to suck on her neck and skin and seem to be having a hard time drawing any blood.]

Mr. Wizard, hello there! Look what I found.

[holding up a little dead rat with a bird skull?]

[after the npc reveal, laudna can be found sitting out near the pyre on her own, with pâté fluttering nearby. she has her long hair hanging down over her face and she's clearly talking to herself out loud.]

...Still nothing from you? How long are you going to give me the silent treatment? You're useless!

[ good morning!!!!!

as he approaches, he scratches at the side of his face briefly with a hand - just. gently trying to divert from where it says `a meaningless death` plastered along the side of his neck. it runs along the strange mark he's always had there: a circle that starts on his chest and has tendrils running on his neck and over his cheek. it seems more obvious now with the ink. ]

Enjoying your new home? Are you aware you are, in fact, the only place with a proper lavatory?

[ hello laudna, where are you hanging around. ]

[ okay some people are hanging out by the pyre but gale is NOT because boothill is in the fucking middle of that thing. horrible. ]

Quite an exciting day, altogether. Apart from the horrible murders and such.

[we can have fun with affection week if we want...but also, let's check out the creepy location full of insanely powerful magical items we can only get if we do murders?]

...Oh my! This doesn't bode well, does it?

[ hello launda, two people and a dog are dead but also you had a very dramatic day yesterday. what the fuck is up with that. ]

Launda? Are you well?

[here's a long boy bullies you into reading it]

[well. i don't have much to say about this one. this is rough. i think laudna is hanging out by the pyre, doing her embroidery, crying nasty looking black goopy tears silently to herself.]

[ hey girl what the fuck. ]

... Those things she said were not true, for the record. She was trying to hurt you.

[shall we meet in the woods, maybe? she's wandering a little and seems a bit lost. but she'll smile and wave for gale.]

Be careful! There are spiders!

We found Eric, in the Academy.

[ rip eric, a guy who we all definitely knew by that name. ]

[where is gale is he okay is he resting his sweet frail wizard body]

[after execution, she will go find gale wherever he happens to be recuperating.]

[ gale is on the boardwalk most of the day, just strolling up and down it, clearly a bit lost in thought.

thoughts you can hear, apparently. `Now of course using it directly on a restoration to life would eliminate all possibility of accidentally perishing via misadventure in the very moments of return--` ]

[god. she's so angry. angry and covered in glitter. coming to find gale.]

...I had a dream.

[oh, gale. she'll come find him after. where is he...]

[she's messing with the tubes around the robot, her emotions a slight panic?]

...Oh no! He died!

[ where the fuck is she!!!!!! ]

[i'm sorry about this but she can't hide the emotion she feels right now. there's an undercurrent of happiness. she won.

but it's buried under a lot of other feelings. anger, worry, uncertainty. caring for gale. she'll come find him.]