<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/FFD0LQd.jpg?1)<br/><br/>GM NOTE<br/>Please have characters meet now. On the road in the opposite direction, coming from a game trail, already at the shack - whatever floats your boat!</div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/VZUTFNZ.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Closed Quest:</strong> Mushroom Picking (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333546.msg15888199#msg15888199)</span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Selphie (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333483.msg15884607#msg15884607)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Human Cleric<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Oldwall Forest, nearing the Hunter's Shack (pictured above) | Dusk<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Chulanowa, FoxgirlJay, Crash<br/><strong>Health Points:</strong>15/15<br/><hr/><strong></strong><br/>Selphie might<em>feel</em>lost, but that didn't mean she<em>was</em>lost. Surely a seasoned adventurer such as herself couldn't get lost on a road with no forks, branches, or intersections. It was the easiest road to take -<em>go straight</em>. Still, the acolyte of Casta felt as if she may have made a wrong turn somewhere, even if there had been no turns to take. Perhaps that was part of the problem. Everything looked the same. Tree. Rock. Tuft of grass. Strange sounds. More trees.<em>So many trees.</em>It was like being stuck in a time loop, walking the same mile over and over again. Supposedly, there was a hunter's shack somewhere visible from the main road, but she hadn't seen it yet and it was just starting to get dark.<br/><br/>Too dark.<br/><br/>Selphie clutched her satchel to her stomach in an effort to feel some sense of security, but she was on the verge of having a meltdown.<strong><em>'Don't cry. Don't cry.'</em></strong>The disquieting mantra did nothing to calm her nerves, but it gave her something to do as she stomped heavily down the beaten path. After a few seconds, she decided talking to herself would be the more welcome distraction.<br/><br/><strong>"You're not alone - you just haven't found your party yet. They're out here. Somewhere. Lurking. <em>Along with all the other beasties.</em>"</strong>Why did she say that? It wouldn't be a good idea to think about all the dangerous creatures inhabiting the forest.<strong>"This isn't a disaster. There's plenty of light left. The hunter's shack is right around the corner."</strong>There were no corners on her straight path. Still, she continued talking.<strong>"Just keep an eye out. 'Can't miss it,' Mabel said. 'You'll run into it,' she said. Any minute now. Aaaany minute now."</strong>The minutes ticked by with no shack in sight.<br/><br/><strong>"You are NOT lost. You are NOT lost."</strong>She was blissfully unaware that in several moments, the<em>very</em>welcome sight of the hunter's shack would pop up on her left.