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With the rays of sun streaming through the window, a wizard stirs in their cottage. Han rolls over, scratches their sleeping companion behind the ears, and gets out of bed to prepare for the day- getting dressed, opening the windows, and heading to the kitchen with their familiar trotting behind them.
Han stops in the kitchen, but the wolf makes a beeline for the door, pushing against it with his nose.
Han laughs. “I know you want to go out, Bug, but breakfast comes first.”
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The most important part of which is definitely…
> [[…a nice cup of tea to start the day off right.]]\
> [[…a piece of warm toast with some fresh berry jam.]]questBerry: false
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They put the water on, humming softly to themself as they open the cupboard to find it empty.
“Surely I didn’t use the last of the tea and then forget to restock,” Han says.
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There’s an amused noise from their companion by the door. This has happened before, and they both know it.
“Don’t bully me! I remember things!” Han says on principle.
The wolf tilts his head, as if to say “me? Bully you?”
Han sighs, closes the cupboard, and takes water tea off. “I could go into town alone, you know. If my familiar decides to keep being mean to me…”
Bug gets up from his spot by the door and pushes his nose into Han’s shoulder.
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“Alright,” Han says with a smile, ruffling the fur on his head. “You can come.”
> [[>]]questBerry: true
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Han gets out the bread as Bug comes to supervise, resting his chin on the counter to watch. Ducking around him, Han goes to get the jam and--
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“We’re out,” they say, the jar feeling far too light in their hand. Sure enough, the bottom of the jar is coated with a layer of jam too thin to do them any good.
There’s a light thudding sound as Bug’s tail starts to wag.
Han shakes their head with a smile. “Berry picking it is.”
> [[>]]With the ideal breakfast off the table, Han takes a piece of bread from the loaf, butters it, and eats it as they gather their traveling gear. Their cottage is a good walk away from anything, really, so rescuing breakfast will be at least half a day’s ordeal.
Han’s disappointment slowly gives way to a fond excitement as their wolf companion follows them around in their preparations, tail wagging the whole way. By the time Han grabs their hat and a basket, Bug is practically pushing them out the door.
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As Han pauses to lock the door, Bug walks around and sits in front of them, giving them a questioning look. Han knows what he’s offering.
> [[“We’ll be much faster if you’re doing the running. I’d love a ride.”]]\
> [[“It’s alright. If I walk, you can sniff around and wander into the brush a little. We’ll take our time.”]]ride: true
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Bug perks up and crouches down so that Han can climb on his back. They do, clutching onto Bug’s fur. Before they can say anything the two of them are off, bounding down the path towards their day’s adventure.
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[if questBerry]
> [[>->toast route]]
[else]
> [[>->tea route:ride]] ride: false
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Bug stands, coming over to rub his head against Han’s side. Han shifts the basket to their other hand so they can put one hand on his shoulder as the two of them walk down the path together.
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[if questBerry]
> [[>->toast route]]
[else]
> [[>->tea route:walk]] [if ride]
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Eventually, the pair arrive at their destination-- Han’s favorite berry picking spot. The clearing in the forest is small, but the berries that grow in it have just enough sun (and a bit of magical help). Han carefully walks through the bushes, Bug a few paces behind, and gets to gathering.
Han chats to their familiar as they pick berries, planning jam and other recipes to use the berries for. A few bushes in, they spot a flurry of motion at the base of one of the plants, and bend down to investigate.
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Peering back at them is a small green frog, its throat expanding with a croak as it blinks back at them from its new hiding spot. Han…
> [[... leaves the frog alone and goes back to picking berries.]]\
> [[... scoops him up to show Bug.]]
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Eventually, the pair arrive at their destination-- Han’s favorite berry picking spot. The clearing in the forest is small, but the berries that grow in it have just enough sun (and a bit of magical help). Han carefully walks through the bushes, Bug a few paces behind, and gets to gathering.
Han chats to their familiar as they pick berries, planning jam and other recipes to use the berries for. A few bushes in, they spot a flurry of motion at the base of one of the plants, and bend down to investigate.
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Peering back at them is a small green frog, its throat expanding with a croak as it blinks back at them from its new hiding spot. Han…
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With Han clutching onto Bug’s back, the two make quick progress through the woods. If Han’s hat wasn’t enchanted to stay on, it would have flown off back at the cottage. They can’t help but laugh as the wind whips past their face. Traveling is always much more fun on wolfback.
Suddenly, Bug yelps, tumbling forward and sending Han spilling haphazardly onto the dirt path in front of them. They quickly regain their bearings, straightening their glasses as they turn to check on their familiar.
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“Bug?” they ask, worried.
The wolf is laying where he’d fallen, and whimpers softly, making Han rush over to him.
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The problem becomes immediately obvious-- Bug’s paw is caught in a hunter’s trap. There’s blood streaking the fur of his leg, and he whimpers again as Han gets close enough to reach towards it. Han…
> [[...frees him as quickly as possible.]]\
> [[...takes a moment to comfort him first.]]
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As they make their way through the forest, Han keeps to the path. Sometimes Bug walks beside them-- others, the wolf wanders into the bushes nearby chasing an interesting smell or a flurry of movement. Han doesn’t worry too much. He always finds his way back to them without a problem. After a while, they settle into walking together, Han talking through a spellcasting problem they’re having with the occasional snort or bark from Bug.
They’ve been walking for an hour or two when, suddenly, Han’s leg is yanked back when they go to take a step and they realize a moment too late that something has caught around their ankle.
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They can’t help but yelp as they fall forward into the dirt, the basket slipping out of their hand. The impact knocks the wind out of them. Bug stops, alarmed, and comes back to nudge at their side immediately. Han…
> [[...gets up.]]\
> [[...checks what hurts first.]]They straighten up, dusting their hands off on their knees, and reach for another berry. Suddenly, there’s a growl and a thud! from behind them. Han jumps, spinning around to find…
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Bug has pounced on top of a bullywug, glaring down at the little creature with murderous intent. It’s not hard for Han to piece together that they’ve been saved from an ambush-- their familiar wouldn’t attack without reason, and there’s a small club laying in the grass a few feet away.
Han stands up, walking over to put a hand on their wolf’s shoulder and look down at the bullywug.
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The bullywug squirms under Bug’s claws. “Get yer dog off me!”
“That depends, are you going to attack me again?” Han asks.
Bug growls again. Han pats his fur reassuringly.
“Yeah-- I mean no! I jus’ wanted some berries, since nobody can get at these ones without the thorns gettin’ ya.” The bullywug squirms again. “But they ain’t worth this. I’ll leave ya be, promise!”
(The thorns are Han’s fault-- since their magic helps the plants here grow, the plants don’t take kindly to sharing with anyone else.)
Han looks down at the bullywug and says…
> [[“Get out of here, then. And think twice before you attack peaceful travelers in the future.”]]\
> [[“If you wanted berries, you could’ve just asked. There’s plenty here.”]]Han scoops the frog up in both hands, careful not to harm the tiny creature, and turns back towards their familiar. Their eyes widen as they see the shadow of something looming over the pair of them, club pulled back and ready to strike.
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Han throws their hand up, a blast of magic holding the attacker in place as Bug turns in surprise. The frog in Han’s hands, now just resting in one of their palms, calmly hops out and disappears into the bushes.
For a moment, everyone in the clearing is still. Han inspects their attacker-- a small bullywug with a club pulled back, about to swing at them. The bullywug looks surprised to find himself frozen.
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“Bug, come here,” Han says, patting their side. Their familiar comes to stand next to them, the pair staring down their frozen attacker.
Han crosses their arms. “Now, what was that for?”
The bullywug tries to squirm, but can’t move against the magic. “I jus’ wanted some berries, since nobody can get at these ones without the thorns gettin’ ya. But I-- I promise I’ll run off if ya let me go. We don’ need any more trouble.”
(The thorns are Han’s fault-- since their magic helps the plants here grow, the plants don’t take kindly to sharing with anyone else.)
Han looks down at the bullywug and says…
> [[“That spell will wear off in an hour or so. You can think about whether or not attacking random travelers is a good idea while you wait for it.”]]\
> [[“If you wanted berries, you could’ve just asked. There’s plenty here.”->berry 2]]The bullywug nods furiously. “I will, yessir.”
Han nods to Bug, who reluctantly lifts his paw (only partially) with one final glare towards the bullywug. The bullywug jumps up and immediately takes off running towards the treeline, disappearing without another word.
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Han reaches up to scratch between Bug’s ears. “Good boy,” they say. “Thank you for protecting me.”
Bug gives a big wolf grin, tail thumping into the ground as it wags. The two of them finish gathering their berries in peace, and head back home to make their jam.
***
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_THE END!_“...huh?” the bullywug asks.
Han takes a handful of the berries, and nods to Bug to let the bullywug up. The wolf does so reluctantly, stepping back to stand next to Han with narrowed eyes.
The bullywug sits up slowly, and Han holds the berries out. “Here. The plants here are picky about who they let near, but I don’t mind sharing.
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“But I…” the bullywug trails off, staring nervously at the berries.
“Attacked me?” Han offers. “Sure, but no one got hurt. And like I said, plenty to go around. As long as you promise to save ‘attacking people’ for at least plan C in the future.”
The bullywug hesitates, but reaches up to take the handful of berries. “I will.”
“Why don’t we chat while you eat,” Han offers, sitting down across from the bullywug. “I know this one--” they point up to Bug-- “is giving you a dirty look, but he’s just trying to protect me. He won’t hurt you.”
The bullywug, clearly somewhat confused by the kindness, nods. They chat for a while-- about the berries, about life in the forest, about the bullywug’s home. Finally, he excuses himself, and hops off into the treeline.
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As they watch him go, Han reaches up to scratch between Bug’s ears. “Good boy,” they say. “I know he was fine, but… thank you for protecting me.”
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Bug gives a big wolf grin, tail thumping into the ground as it wags. The two of them finish gathering their berries in peace, and head back home to make their jam.
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_THE END!_“Wait, what? Yer just gonna leave me here?” the bullywug protests.
Han nods, picking their berry basket up. “Just for a while. You’ll be perfectly safe-- the plants here don’t like intruders, so almost everything avoids them. Shall we?” they look down at Bug, who immediately falls into step beside them.
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They might not have gotten as many berries as they meant to, but the bullywug’s shouting behind them as the pair make their way out of the clearing and back towards their cottage makes Han smile in amusement.
They reach over to scratch between Bug’s ears. “That was more excitement than either of us expected, huh?”
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Bug huffs in agreement. The two of them continue down the path home.
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_THE END!_“...huh?” the bullywug asks.
Han takes a handful of the berries, and waves their hand so the magic fades. The bullywug topples to the ground in surprise, as Bug growls a very soft warning to not try anything funny.
The bullywug sits up slowly, and Han holds the berries out. “Here. The plants here are picky about who they let near, but I don’t mind sharing.
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“But I…” the bullywug trails off, staring nervously at the berries.
“Attacked me?” Han offers. “Sure, but no one got hurt. And like I said, plenty to go around. As long as you promise to save ‘attacking people’ for at least plan C in the future.”
The bullywug hesitates, but reaches up to take the handful of berries. “I will.”
“Why don’t we chat while you eat,” Han offers, sitting down across from the bullywug. “I know this one--” they point up to Bug-- “is giving you a dirty look, but he’s just trying to protect me. He won’t hurt you.”
The bullywug, clearly somewhat confused by the kindness, nods. They chat for a while-- about the berries, about life in the forest, about the bullywug’s home. Finally, he excuses himself, and hops off into the treeline.
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As they watch him go, Han reaches up to scratch between Bug’s ears. “That was more excitement than either of us expected, huh?”
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Bug huffs in agreement. The two of them finish gathering their berries in peace, and head back home to make their jam.
***
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_THE END!_Han goes to stand, only to find their leg pulled back again. A burst of pain shoots up from their ankle, and they look down to see it caught in a snare.
Wincing, they start to sit up, and find themself nudged from behind by Bug’s nose. He helps them up, sitting behind them so they can lean back against him, and whimpering softly.
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Han reaches up and scratches his cheek. “I’m okay,” they say. “I just might need you to carry me back home.” They look down at the snare around their ankle. “And maybe cut that rope, if you can.”
Bug’s ears perk up a bit, and he un-curls from around Han to walk over and slash through the snare around their ankle. As soon as they’re free, he comes back to help them climb onto his back.
Since their leg isn’t caught anymore, Han can easily loosen the snare around it and slip it off, with only minor wincing involved. They toss the snare to the side and use Bug’s help to pull themself onto their familiar’s back.
As soon as they’re secure, Bug starts heading back towards their cottage, carefully walking around any obstacles in the path. Han reaches down to pat his shoulder.
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“Thanks,” they say. “How about we call today a loss and get back in bed when we get home? I think today is cursed with a little bit of bad luck.”
Bug looks back over their shoulder and bobs their head in agreement, a little more bounce to their step as they continue on their way home.
***
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_THE END!_Aside from the wind being knocked out of them, they’re immediately aware of the pain radiating from their ankle. They look down to see a snare caught around it.
Wincing, they start to sit up, and find themself nudged from behind by Bug’s nose. He helps them up, sitting behind them so they can lean back against him, and whimpering softly.
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Han reaches up and scratches his cheek. “I’m okay,” they say. “I just might need you to carry me back home.” They look down at the snare around their ankle. “And maybe cut that rope, if you can.”
Bug’s ears perk up a bit, and he un-curls from around Han to walk over and slash through the snare around their ankle. As soon as they’re free, he comes back to help them climb onto his back.
Since their leg isn’t caught anymore, Han can easily loosen the snare around it and slip it off, with only minor wincing involved. They toss the snare to the side and use Bug’s help to pull themself onto their familiar’s back.
As soon as they’re secure, Bug starts heading back towards their cottage, carefully walking around any obstacles in the path. Han reaches down to pat his shoulder.
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“Thanks,” they say. “How about we call today a loss and get back in bed when we get home? I think today is cursed with a little bit of bad luck.”
Bug looks back over their shoulder and bobs their head in agreement, a little more bounce to their step as they continue on their way home.
***
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_THE END!_Without wasting a second, Han sends a burst of magic towards the trap, forcing it to loosen and free Bug’s leg. They reach for the leg, gathering healing magic in their palm.
“I’m sorry,” they say as they do.
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The skin on Bug’s leg knits itself together. He whines as it does, leaning the full weight of his body into Han’s side in gratitude as the pain relaxes.
“There you go,” Han soothes. “I didn’t think hunters were allowed to trap this area, I’m sorry.”
Bug gives a huff of disapproval at the apology, as if to say not your fault.
“Well it’s…” Han shakes their head, not arguing with their familiar. “Why don’t we get you home, hm? We’ll take it nice and easy back home and pile back under the covers. I think today’s cancelled.”
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In response, Bug gets back to his feet and takes a few steps down the path back home, before turning back to Han and wagging his tail slightly.
“Alright. Whine at me if the leg hurts too much, okay?”
Bug walks ahead a little quicker, forcing Han to jog to keep up.
“I know I healed you, but please be careful still!” Han exclaims as the two of them make their way home to spend the day in the comfort of a warm bed.
***
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At the whimper, Han reaches up to gently rub a hand along the fur of Bug’s back. “It’s okay,” they say. “I’ll get you out and heal you up, give me a second. You’re alright.”
Bug leans his head against Han, relaxing a little despite the pain.
Han takes a breath, then sends a burst of magic towards the trap, forcing it to loosen and free Bug’s leg. With the hand on Bug’s back, they push a healing spell into their companion.
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The skin on Bug’s leg knits itself together. He whines as it does, leaning the full weight of his body into Han’s side in gratitude as the pain relaxes.
“There you go,” Han soothes. “I didn’t think hunters were allowed to trap this area, I’m sorry.”
Bug gives a huff of disapproval at the apology, as if to say not your fault.
“Well it’s…” Han shakes their head, not arguing with their familiar. “Why don’t we get you home, hm? We’ll take it nice and easy back home and pile back under the covers. I think today’s cancelled.”
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In response, Bug gets back to his feet and takes a few steps down the path back home, before turning back to Han and wagging his tail slightly.
“Alright. Whine at me if the leg hurts too much, okay?”
Bug walks ahead a little quicker, forcing Han to jog to keep up.
“I know I healed you, but please be careful still!” Han exclaims as the two of them make their way home to spend the day in the comfort of a warm bed.
***
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>[[QUEST START!]]
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