Return from Seshtau

Storm listens to her ramble and then laughs. "You've had quite the adventure it seems. Maybe we try your new ability on the next set of bandits we run into or some monsters. See if it works on them." She puts her hands on her hips and grins widely. "And everyone will come around. We just need to get your new ability under control!"

Saige pauses at Storm's reaction, then moves forward and tackles Storm in a hug.

"Thanks, Storm." She backs off, smiling, then asks, "Are you busy? I feel like I should do something fun so that I don't keep crying forever."

Storm gives her a tight squeeze back and then shrugs. "I'm not doing anything right now. What do you have in mind? Fancy a drink at the tavern?"

“Hmmm only if we can prank the barkeep!” Saige smiles mischievously, wheels already turning with ideas for pranks.

She thinks for a moment then gasps excitedly, eyes bright.

“Or! We could go ghost hunting!”

"Ghost hunting? I mean, I guess we can. We hunting a particular ghost? What do we do when we find one? Capture or kill?" She pats her hips and sighs. "Aughta get my axes to be on the safe side."

"We should totally ask them all kinds of questions like... what is it like to be dead and, do ghosts have eyelashes, aaaand we can also ask them what article of clothing they would prefer to be made of petrified cabbage if they had to wear it forever." She nods her head. "And we can also ask if they want to have a dance party, I suppose, who would say no to a dance party?"