First thing he noticed was the smell, an acrid odor that made taking deep breaths impossible. Then they saw it, an ooze trail wide enough to stack three men head to foot across.

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Quest Name: Oozegon Trail

Chapter: Three

Description: A massive elder Ooze has been spotted moving through out Charon, and leaving behind a massive trail of acidic, toxic slime in its wake. Many hunters and scholars have been using this trail to track the elder creature in the attempt to study it, however there has been no luck in ding the beast so far. Unfortunately a group who was studying the Ooze have found themselves trapped in the trail of slime and are unable to get out. The trail is 20 feet wide, a foot deep and extremely acidic, beginning to eat away at their clothing. We fear the scholars will die and any information they have gathered on the Elder Ooze will vanish with them. We need you to rescue them secure their data.

Requirements:

- Requires at least two people (you and one other)

- You must make at least 6 post to complete the mission with each post being at least 200 words

- Must rescue the scholars from the slime trail

- Must not get stuck and die yourself

- Once you complete this mission you gain access to chapter four. (which needs to be a separate topic)
The events of chapter two take place in Pest Control

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After the events at the Druid’s Satchel, Krazdan and the Beanies rested for the night. Krazdan declined the free room and the tent the Beanies offered, opting to sleep in his bedroll under the naked sky. In the morning, a messenger bearing urgent news would find the group. Apparently, a research group, much like their own, had been tracking down an elder ooze, but had ended up trapped within its caustic slime trail.

Krazdan and the Beanies left immediately, knowing that the other researchers were running out of time, and now here they were, at the edge of Moonveil that bordered the Marsh Flats.

“Looks like we’re getting close.” Krazdan looked over the slime trail, tracing its length with his eyes until it disappeared into the horizon. “Well closer anyway. It’s quite a long trail.” Krazdan pondered a moment before continuing, “You know, I’ve never seen an elder ooze before. They are quite elusive despite their size, or at least what we know of their size based off of the trails they leave behind. I wonder how they’re able to avoid detection. Maybe we’ll be able to find one on this journey! Wouldn’t that just be so exciting! Hehehe.” Krazdan clapped his hands with glee at the prospect.

News that another research team like themselves were trapped in an Ooze trail immediately struck fear into the Beanies. That humanoids could actually get stuck in them all but screamed the same fate could very much befall the petite plushies and the mere thought of it made for fiendishly frothy fear for Demony to savour. Though of course, the Beanies being the goody-two-shoelesses that they were, they would quickly gather their wits together and have Demony set off in the Travelling Beanbag post-haste towards wherever they were supposed to go with Krazdan alongside them.

The Beanies probably spotted the slime trail way before Krazdan did given that it was literally taller than the little teddy bears themselves by about four whole inches, or ten centimeters depending on which measuring standard one used. Either way, it did not bode well for the petite plushies indeed, but for the moment they were safe and sound on the wagon and while Demony might find the prospect of the Beanies getting stuck inside quite tempting, it did unfortunately possess enough survival instincts to understand that was too short-sighted of an idea to implement in practice.

And of course, the Beanies could only shrink in response to Krazdan's sheer excitement over the Elder Ooze. Being the unbelievably fragile creatures that they were, they had absolutely no interest in meeting one, ever.

Anyhow, following along the trail, the group would soon find a group of people in the middle of the slime trail, some with just their feet stuck underneath, while others had both their hands and legs stuck in them, perhaps from an unsuccessful attempt to get out. Oh dear. These must be the other research team mentioned by the messenger. It was hard to tell the degree of corrosive damage they have received so far, but their flesh was likely laid bare given that their clothes and accessories were all cut off slightly above the gelatinous surface.

"Oh, you gotta be kidding me. Some cloaked figure, three little teddy bears in a wagon and some mysterious shadow creature!? They couldn't find anyone better to help us out of this mess!?" One of the researchers, a Dark Elf with sunglasses holding what appeared to be a clipboard folder, exclaimed in exasperation. The others, upon seeing their rescuers being as ragtag as they were, steeped into further despair. That can't be good.
"Um, um, we'll get you out of this, promise!" Goody waved their arms in a panic, touching their fellow Beanies in the process, and magic would inhabit their voice, lighting the dying candles in the researchers' hearts.^[1]

"Actually, you know what? We can't die until we've researched those moving teddy bears! Come on, you all, let's pick up the slack and find a way out of this blasted goop!" The Dark Elf clenched her fists passionately, and almost dropped her clipboard folder in the process. Oh dear. This was going to be a long day, wasn't it?

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^[1]Rejuvenating Speech

SPOILER: Click to show

Your voice comes across as very relaxing and calming, filling the air with positive and enthralling vibes that are very sweet to your allies. However, your enemies hear a very different speech, and they begin to feel a sense of foreboding dread that removes their willpower to keep going. An ally who hears you will be healed of all surface-level wounds and will feel inspired, pushing forward and continuing to fight. Enemies who hear you will be unable to cast healing spells or abilities, and can not be healed for the duration of your speech. This effect will last for two posts and can be used two times per topic.