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[onthetrail]

[You can smell smoke.

This is not usually a good development, so it's natural that no matter where you are in the mansion, you'd stop what you're doing and look around. Maybe glance towards the open window and catch sight of a plume of grey smoke in the distance. Glancing out of the window, you can see that there is a small -- shed? shack? At this distance it's hard to tell -- building erected on the lawn.

In front of it a small campfire is burning brightly. There's no sign of anyone tending it. Do you invest--

Sorry. Silly question! Forgot who I was talking to a moment there.

Of course you investigate.]

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[fishpanties]

[Will follow him, grip on her mopstaff tight, but otherwise easy-going and trusting.]

Is there anything dangerous in here?

[onthetrail]

I didn't see any traces of big animals, but it's better to be careful! I think the most likely is snakes.

[fishpanties]

[there's a small twitch at the word.]

Ughhh… Well, we'll be okay.

[onthetrail]

Mm! Stick close, okay?

[And foraging we go -- the forest is rich with earthy smells and distant birdsong, and it's not too long before they turn up a log speckled with mushrooms.]

[fishpanties]

[... Moving closer to examine them.]

These are pretty different from the mushrooms I got used to.

[onthetrail]

Do you think so?

((ooc: It occurs to me that we should decide whether this is Japanese forest or forest that travelled with Conan from the American North West -- any preference?))

[fishpanties]

Mmhm. Some of them were bright blue, some of them were bright yellow and all lumpy…

((OOC: Let's go with the American North West!)

[onthetrail]

... are you sure those were mushrooms?

[fishpanties]

They were definitely, definitely mushrooms.

[onthetrail]

You ate them? And no one died?