The Ballad of Adler Young, Canto 2.5

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Continuing from the Chanson du Percy:

Preston > "what lowfolk?"
Alice > looks back at percy but percy has vanished!! Alice looks around astonished, "he wont last long out here anyway"

"What lowfolk?" the hoofed maiden imperiously demanded, as noble Percy bravely flew into the forest's concealment.

"He was here just a moment ago," the stylish vixen replied in perplexity.

"Never mind!" the maiden snapped. "He cannot last long out here, a lowly lowfolk lost in the savage forests near the Gladsome Antglade. We have more important matters to deal with! Come!"

Percy > you peek out of the tree. As soon as alice and preston move on, land and put fifi in the recovery position.

After those two left, Percy heroically flapped down from the tree in which he had sought refuge. He approached the white vixen, lying prone upon the ground, and helped her to sit up.

"Like hi, bird," she greeted him drowsily.

"Art thou okay, my lady?" Percy asked, with chivalrous solicitude.

"I feel really good, actually," the vixen sighed. "Like I just had a whole lot of really satisfying venery .. but I don't remember any of it too clearly."

"Well, I took notes in case you -" Percy began.

"It's okay, dude. All I can think about right now is that hot Ms. Thomson. She must have like, cast a spell on me or something. I've gotta find her."

"Permit me to accompany you, fair lady," Percy requested with a polite bow.

"Whatever turns you on, man," the vixen graciously allowed. "Where's my clothes?"

>Adler: Be subdued hilariously fast.
>Adler: Get some desperately needed sleep

"I need to get some sleep," I mumbled drowsily as I stumbled across the veranda of the Diplomatic Outpost. "I just need to curl up for a while with my ultra-attractive Floozy, Ms. Thomson. She's the best. I think I'll make her my Queen. And that Scuti is all right in my book. He can be Regent and I'll just take a long, long nap ..."

"My liege!" Burnside exclaimed. "What's gotten into you? Don't tell me that lil' ol' bit of ravishin' done drained you of all your fightin' spirit!"

"Looks to me like the boy's went and got himself enchanted," the Duchess muttered darkly. "Let's foller him and see where he goes."

Preston > "come to me adler young!"
Adler > "ok!" walk towards the preston controlled thomson. Alice is opening and closing the pair of shears.
>Adler: You know, is possessing freewill really that important? Why not let someone else call the shots for now, or forever? This is a good thing. Don't fight it.
> Adler: Boldly announce that you like the cut of this scuti's jib, state your intentions of making Thomson your empress
your ixie daughters

A few seconds later, Thomson burst out of the bushes, with Alice following close behond her. Thomson held the poppet aloft while Alice brandished a set of silver-steel choppers.

"COME TO ME, ADLER YOUNG!" Thomson demanded.

"On my way," I muttered as I stumbled sleepily across the lawn.

"Uh .. sire?" Alice whispered as she noticed a swarm of Ixies staring to gather. "Sire, we may want to rethink this.."

"Don't interrupt my moment of triumph, young one!" Thomson snapped angrily.

Duchess of Daisies: Be locked in a fierce struggle over Adler's possession.
>Catherine O'Daisies: Demonstrate your power in a truly terrifying way!
>Burnside: Go full on Attack-dog mode!

"Not sure who you thank you are, missy," the Duchess hissed. "But I reckon you is countin' your ants before they's hatched. You wanna get to Prince Adler, first you gotta deal with lil' ol' me."

"And lil' ol' me!!" Burnside added, as she pulled several dangerous-looking blades out of her Elfintory.

"And us!" the Ixies chimed in, as sparks began to flicker in the air around them.

>Alice: Start missing your boring desk job at the embassy, tilt the tides.
A tail, get yanked.
Alice: GTFO! Umm I mean "Beat a hasty retreat" (It was folly to go against Alder with the Duchess in close proximity).

"Forgive me, Sire," Alice exclaimed as she yanked the white Scuti free of Ms. Thomson's rump. The creature hissed furiously and waved its tiny arms. "We are outnumbered. There's no way we can prevail against the Duchess of Daisies and her murderous midget, and a swarm of the same vicious monsters that blew up our caravan and killed Mara."

Ms. Thomson collapsed unconscious on the ground. Alice, firmly grasping the thrashing Scuti in one hand, began to slowly back up toward the edge of the woods.

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>SALV Chesswick: Give SALV Silverbrush some instructional materials concerning the Facts of Life, hosted by that enthusiastic fox tod.

"Here, liebchen," SALV Chesswick said, as she continued to peer intently into the scrying orb. "It zeems you haff reached der age vhen you are becomink curious about zuch matters. Zis book has helped many young Vulpitanians through zis dificult time. It helped me vhen I vas your age, und I now pass it on to you."

SALV Silverbrush examined the book's cover. "YOUNG MONOCLED PATRIOT PRESENTS: EVERYTHNG U ALLWAYS WANTED 2 NO ABOUT TEH SMEX BUT WER TOTES AFFRAID 2 ASK!!1!"