>>5551340>Rolled 18 (1d20)The gnome sets to work snipping at your slime hairdo, shearing away chunks of green with her knife as she attempts to free her rat from your head. You watch her gradually whittle the monster away, piece by piece as would a sculptor with her marble, each swing of her knife sending your gut sinking–but much to your surprise, you escape the scenario with nary a papercut. The chunks of slime at your feet slither away.
“Ahhh..! Algernon! I was so worried about you!” Bredbeddle squishes the rat close to her cheek. “I hope that nasty weirdo wizard student didn’t hurt you..”
You may have gotten away cut-free, but you can’t say the same for your hood. You watch a few patches of green fabric flutter from your traveler’s cap–.. and along with them, a long, fine strand of hair, deep and red as crimson. A hand flies up to cover your now open hood, your face red hot with embarrassment. You can’t let them see–you’ll have to mend it, quick!
“Eh? Something the matter? Did I nick you?” The gnome glances back as you turn you to face down the prior passage, out toward the staircase from the first floor. “Sorry..?”
“It’s quite alright. I’m sorry, but please excuse me for a moment.” You apologize to the party as you turn back down the corridor.
>Examine the damage to your HOOD.>Consider the strand of HAIR.>Think about your CURRENT HANG-UPS.>Write-In. 