<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/QfWIkut.png)<br/></div><strong>Name: </strong>Morgan Typhoon<br/><strong>Race/Class: </strong>Slime Girl / Slimeling<br/><strong>HP:</strong>26/26<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Strength:</strong> 15     <strong>Constitution:</strong> 16   <strong>Dexterity:</strong> 9<br/><strong>Intelligence:</strong> 8 <strong>Wisdom:</strong> 13        <strong>Charisma:</strong> 12</div></div><hr/><br/>Morgan couldn't suppress a tiny 'eep' when she saw just how Ming was looking at her, and her face colored into reddish goo now. She really wasn't used to anyone looking at her with... hungry eyes. Oh no, hungry eyes?! While Diabelle was busy calling on the cosmic forces to find out more about their situation, all the slime girl managed to do was stammer out a not very convicing line.<strong>"I-I'm a pe-person, n-not dinner! Don't eat m-m-me!"</strong>She backed off a first step, then a second, and then... Everyone's attention was suddenly caught by something rustling in the underbrush. Morgan whirled around, hands raised and balled into fists, feeling quite a bit more naked than she already really was, what with having nothing to defend herself with... But she did indignantly stare towards the dragonnewt briefly.<strong>"I'm NOT food! Don't ask weird questions of this weirdo!"</strong><br/><br/>Then something broke the line of the greenery, and in stunned momentary silence, she lowered her hands and stared up at the treant. A spirit of the forest! The kind she had tried to dedicate her life t- Why did it have a wooden penis and why was it polished? GAH. Why was everything here so... weird?! She became quickly aware once again of her own appearance, and her breasts returned to a normal size immediately, with the nipples once more disappearing, almost at the same time as the strange woman that wanted to eat her also stuffed herself back into her dress.<strong> "U-uhm... hello."</strong>She simply said when the tree looked at her with those admiring eyes, certainly a whole lot less eloquent than the mage, who also mentioned more people coming. ... Wait, more people?! That was bad!<br/><br/>But before Morgan could act, Ming actually<em>called out to them.</em><strong>"Are you crazy?! Why would you call <em>highwaymen</em> to us?! Now they'll definitely find us! Oh by the gods, I need a weapon, stat!"</strong>She glanced around. Great, maybe she could bash some highwayman over the head with an old piece of drywood! She rushed over to the dragon girl, trying to grab her shoulders and shake her in desperation.<strong>"You said there might be gear under that statue, right?! You're sure of that?!"</strong>Maybe she could still call enough power from nature to turn into a badger and dig them out, if the girl was sure!