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Despite her lingering annoyance, Neoma calmly tells Lena that they will be back with more morph soon. Then she grabs Newlyn by the hand, and starts to steer them both away.

As they start to leave, Lena squeezes her eyes shut and sighs. "Haa...wait. I suppose I need to give you at least a little taste of what I can offer."

The soul trader turns around and rummages though her little red wagon. After a perhaps surprising amount of struggle, she manages to yank out a bottle filled with what looks like pitch black smoke and presents it to the Morphlings. "I found this little soul next to its old husk in the woods to the east. Take it!"

Nelwyn exchanges glances with Neoma, then takes the bottle. As soon as its out of her hands, Lena snaps her fingers and tosses a strange amulet to him, too.  "You'll need this, too! You can use this soul-tempering amulet to either return it to its body, or fuse it to one of your weapons. You can use it to merge less strong-willed souls with yours, too - but this one is too full of herself for that!"

Lena begins to yell at the bottle, as if scolding whatever is inside.

-=-=Gained=-=-

  • Withered Bold Soul
  • Soul-Tempering Amulet

With a big smile, Nelwyn pats Lena on the head. "I knew I liked you for a reason! You're nicer than you let on!"  Lena is taken aback by the sudden familiar, affectionate physical contact. She blushes for a moment, her eyes wobbling, but she eventually smacks Newlyn's hand. "Yeah yeah! I'm great and all, but keep your hands to yourself. Wouldn't want to make your girlfriend jealous."   Neoma rolls her eyes.

Choices;

  • Forest to the east
  • Morph Pools to the north west
  • Explore the Coast

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