[DROP] don't give it away

M i l d e w

Stars move slowly in a silvery night
Far away on the other side

Well, it seemed this tower had attracted some guests to her swamp; Mildew watched them begin to approach it, some cautiously and some with quite a lot more bravado. It occurred to her that if within there was something natural, something of the Feverlands that needed assistance, it would be pertinent of her to be there to provide it.

Before the outsiders mucked it up, basically.

Rising, she picked her way delicately across the tar pits and called out ahead, to the Fae and the Lion: "Careful! Many things hide in these lands, dears. They might not like being poked or clawed at." Mildew then focused on looking down and making sure she didn't sink into a sticky mess before getting to the tower - it would be embarrassing, after years of successfully navigating the pits, to fall now in front of guests.

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Mildew calls out a warning to Neos/Nephele and heads over the Tar Pits to the base of the tower.

Will you come to talk with me this night?
But she couldn't find how to push through