And she rolls well

Foxtrot at least managed to keep up with Blaze as she also rolled a five and wound up on a green square. This meant it was a change to her body.

Doolots was twisted, pathetic, and frail

While searching for strength, he formed you a tale,

He had more in store but his plans did derail,

When his lab was uncovered and sent him to jail.

Foxtrot was the only one at this point who had yet to be effected mentally and as a result she was the most hesitant to go along with whatever the game was saying this time. Most of the previous were a little bit cryptic and off but kind of gave the person the general idea of what they were in for here. On the plus side, she didn’t see anything that looked heinous or incorrect so she just said continue before readjusting herself in her seat as her tail had somehow gotten into an uncomfortable angle.

That thought perked her up. Tail?! There was the confused one or the other feeling that so far they had all come to recognize as the sign of the game doing something to them. Did she always have a tail? When she tried to wiggle it around it came naturally to her as if she had a lifetime of practiced precision with it. She was convinced that she must have always had it until noticing the confusion from the other woman as they saw her tail waving around as well. Then she remembered the second line of the poem and the line “formed you a tale.” Did the damn thing just trick her with a pun?

“So this is a new thing then as far as you remember?”

Nobody was able to give her an answer as they all seemed to remember both ways and it left Foxtrot a bit annoyed at the lack of clarity. The sooner they got done with this game and used the wish to undo everything, the better.