[Confidently, Rose headed out on her quest. The longer she went without washing the demon gunk off her, the more irritable she was going to get. One would think a guardian would be used to it, but just because she was willing to get covered in blood didn't mean she had to like it. Or wear it as an every day fashion accessory.
The closer she got to the dragons, the less she saw something that looked like a shower. So, she chose a different direction to head toward. And, soon enough...]
...damnit. Which way to the lake? I got turned around.
[Wilderness survival she had, a compass or other orientation points she lacked.]
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The closer she got to the dragons, the less she saw something that looked like a shower. So, she chose a different direction to head toward. And, soon enough...]
...damnit. Which way to the lake? I got turned around.
[Wilderness survival she had, a compass or other orientation points she lacked.]