Andromeda noticed the owl following the whole time, and then it even
nodded! A magical familiar, for certain. It seemed friendly, so she had to hope it belonged to one of their allies...
DM:
"Ehh, pretty girl dupes me into a dark alley and WHAM! She doesn't care about me. One bite! That's all it took and now I'm a wererat. Sucks. Werewolves are pretty cool, I even heard of a wereshark! But nah, I'm a wererat now. Promise me you aren't gonna kill me and I'll come along quietly."
Andromeda's shoulders slumped as Dodger shared the tragic deception that led to his curse... a deception that she herself was now reenacting!
"Don't be too hard on yourself, Dodger. Wererats have the potential to be just as 'cool' as any other lycanthrope, I think. If you were to clean up a tad and perhaps invest in some rakish swashbuckler garb, you could cut quite the figure!" This was probably making it worse. Why was she comforting a prisoner?
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