Why can't we ever be surprised by a pack of cute, friendly kittens? Why does it always have to be something slimy and awful that will ruin our clothes forever?
[Sebastian is the only normal human being in this room.
But with her staff and a roll of 14, Sheila fires a ball of lightning at the creature's eye. She sticks close to Sebastian, just in case they have to grab a screaming teenager and run away from the goop.]
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Why can't we ever be surprised by a pack of cute, friendly kittens? Why does it always have to be something slimy and awful that will ruin our clothes forever?
[Sebastian is the only normal human being in this room.
But with her staff and a roll of 14, Sheila fires a ball of lightning at the creature's eye. She sticks close to Sebastian, just in case they have to grab a screaming teenager and run away from the goop.]