Like-Minded Blobs

As if on habit, Feivel headed toward the border separating the swamp from the desert. In some ways, they had turned into a guide for young bloblings trying to make their way to Onyxia Sanctuary. The self-given job had less to do with the pink creature's desire to do good or be a defender of the weak and had everything to do with making friends and killing time.

Though the slug-like blob had no combat experience and would have been easily defeated in a brawl, they had not needed such knowledge up until this point. The greatest danger came from interacting with the deadly flora and fauna or from getting lost and ending up in the Tar Pits. Feivel knew what to avoid, where it was safe to rest, and how to get to the Sanctuary with little to no problems. It was an easy enough job, and each day offered the chance at strange new interactions!

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