>>5279901>>5279879>>5279646>>5279642>>5279631>>5279629>>5279620“…Alright.” You sigh. “Thank you.”
Gratitude is the furthest thing from your mind, actually, but you have precious little else to show for your journey down here, besides a bit of bow practice and a spiritually-troubling series of revelations. Weighing it as logically as you can, a treaty with a potentially-powerful race with a shared religion is PROBABLY more valuable to your people than exterminating all the bug ‘people’ down here in a draconic inferno. Marginally.
The worm-girl half-slithers and half-wiggles towards you. You take a step back, surprised at her size. She looked so small next to her mother, but this entity is nearly as tall as you when she rears up. Then, before you can stop her, she takes your hand in her articulated limb.
“…Um,” you say, startled and not exactly pleased by this development.
The worm-princess glows slightly brighter than before, you think, but says nothing. You suspect you should be meeting her little beady eyes, but her mimic eye-spots continue to seize and hold your gaze… And anyway, there are four eyes, only the two eye-spots, so it just feels more natural.
“Let us return to our home,” you say, after a moment.
On the way back, you…
>Let the worm-princess hold your hand>Snatch your hand back to give the worm-princess>Snatch your hand away, and give her a shove and a poke with the sword for good measureDo you give her a nickname, for convenience?
>Yes, Glowie>Yes, [write-in]>No, she doesn’t deserve such a dignity 