>Too many options, let's narrow it down.You were unsure whether to go near the wedding, under the gaze of so many people it was possible that someone would see you.
Such a sporadic event couldn't generate the contamination of aberrations that you saw around the city,
but such a concentration of pure emotion would attract something, right?
>Reward: You will be able to feed without damaging anyone, extending your time and increasing strength.>Risk: Someone will be able to see you.(Roll: 39)
You strolled through the streets a bit, deciding whether to enter.
By chance of fate or a writer's laziness you found a greater opportunity to increase your strength.
Nestled between buildings and made of concrete was an animal pound.
Place ignored and forgotten by the city,
wire cages used by tired humans.
Whatever joy this place could create only after escape.
Those animals remained, who could taint and bleed themselves onto the foundations were unwanted.
Even here, at the gates, you could find skeletal imitations of animals wondering when it will be their turn to leave.
>Reward: You will be able to feed a lot, extending your time and increasing strength.>Risk: There will be a many low Fae creatures inside.Finally you consider returning to Oli, trying to help him kill the creature he was supposed to purge.
There was still time, so you could make preparations, maybe a trap.
More than what the vagrant was doing, drinking to pass the time.
Although you could always do something else and come back later, without time to prepare but participate.
If it was of interest.
>Risk: There will be a large Fae creature.>Reward: If you succeeded in killing it, you could absorb it.>Time: You can go now and make preparations or go later.What will you do?
>Return to Oli>Enter the animal pound>Go to the wedding (Create one NPC each for the wedding, I will work with that and fuck it up)>Write inNote: I dont want to roll because you will get suck into it and you may die in some.
I will try to make an update in 10 hours or when votes reach concensus.
>>5862300Now I'm just mad I didn't think about doing that.
Fuck.
