[Choose Your Own Adventure] Part 25

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We'll be wrapping this arc up of the CYOA soon. All the items/abilities acquired will carry over to the next arc. Hopefully you're all prepared!

[Part 25]

“Pimma, I came here to get you,” you say. “Everyone should celebrate at the festival.”

On three occasions, you’ve proven yourself to be a kind individual. When given the option to hurt or maim, you instead take the path of empathy and understanding. Not only will you have [Academic Knowledge] as insight to situations, but you’ll also have [Empathic Insight] whenever dealing with difficult individuals.

Pimma half looks at you, and then half looks at your mimic. Twain regards the woman with narrowed eyes and his ears twitching, but he says nothing.

Then Pimma pushes herself out of her chair and smiles. “Everyone should be celebratin’. I never understood why I was left out. Who’s gonna do anything with the boats, right? The wind?”

“They are sail boats,” Twain says, glancing at the guild book and island hopper.

Pimma chuckles and pats you on the shoulder. “Ya know, you’re a good kid. People don’t say that enough sometimes.” She burps and then pets Twain with a rough motion. “I like house cats.”

With a deep frown, Twain slowly turns to you. “My fur is sticky now. Why is it sticky?”

Pimma slowly wanders off the dock and toward the festivities. You suspect she was too drunk to realize it was Twain who was speaking, and not you.

All alone on the dock, you motion Wyre and Helvinder to join you. The sickly wendigo is half-carried by his arcanist. Together, they make their way to the dinghy. It was your idea to keep them safe—no one will suspect anything if the dinghy goes missing. They won’t be able to go far, however…

“Thank you,” Wyre says again. He exhales, his breath coming out as mist on the cold night air. “I really do owe you one.” He places a hand on your shoulder. “When we meet again, I’ll help you in any way I can.”

Then he helps his injured wendigo onto the small boat, and gets on him. Helvinder lies down and closes his eyes, his skull facemask obscuring most of his expression.

Wyre rows away from the island, leaving you and Twain on the docks.

It seems they’ll get away without anyone knowing.

The winds pick up, and you glance around at the empty boats.

Twain remains on your shoulder, his cute kitten form lightweight and easy to carry.

What do you do?

A) Steal one of the other boats and head for a faraway port. [End this arc of the adventure]

B) Return home. You’ve had a hard day. [End this arc of the adventure]

C) Stay and guard the remaining boats.

D) Go join the Arcanist Festival.

E) “Twain, anything you want to do?”