the past that comes back to you

After a day of rest, sex, got a nice pay in gold coins from the village chief, beers and a few praises to the patron gods of the inn, our group of adventurers was ready for the next assignment.

The farmer with the dryad problem was most likely the most obvious of the three local quests. Find the dryad, convince the dryad to leave the farmer alone, or more likely, the farmer to leave the sexy dryad alone. Potentially fight the dryad, but the group found themselves at an unexpected hurdle.

At the hall of the monastery inn.

Akari: What do you mean, you don't want to hire us?

Farmer: That crazy paladin hit me in the head! And anyway, it's been four days since I tried to ask you for help, so obviously I turned to someone else!

Luli: Wait, who did you turn to? There aren't many guards here or other adventurers.

Farmers: Oh, you're wrong! Yesterday, another group of adventurers showed up at the village. Their leader was immediately interested and hired her right away.

Sylnohir: A rival group! So, they're sexy?

Farmers: Yes, and they definitely don't mess with your head just for trying to ask for help. They call themselves the Lily Ambition.

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Luli's player: Why did you stop narrating?

Master: I'm waiting for the reaction to "Angela's player's name censored."

Angela's player: What do you mean?

Master: Did you forget about your epic poem that you called the character's backstory?

Angela's player: Oh? Wait a minute, is this the party Angela left to join Akari's first adventure? The one with the party leader shares Angela's dream of having a huge harem of female adventurers, but she was very possessive of her?

Master: That's right.

Akari player: It's our first background-related mission!

Angela: Wow, it's a small world. I was in their party a few... (I check my in-game time) a week ago.

Akari: Oh, you know them?

Sylnohir: Are they sexy?

Luli: Will they cause us problems?

Angela: Well, yes, yes, and yes.

Farmer: Anyway, I don't want your help. Now let me drink my dwarven ale.

Akari: But it's morning! You're a farmer, shouldn't you be working the fields?

Farmer: I have four sons and two daughters, so that's why.

Akari: Angela, you have my permission to hit him again.

Angela: You would have done it anyway.

Angela hits the farmer on the head again, leaving him **** on the counter again.

Dwarf Monk: If he weren't a depraved, goatish, child-exploiter (in the medieval sense of sending children to work in the fields), I should have scolded you for the ****, but the gods are approving of your actions, keep it up.

Luli: So? Shall we head to the next village? Let's meet your old friends.

Angela: Umm, maybe we should go.

Akari: What? But I want to meet them!

Sylnohir: And I want to sleep with them.

Angela: The second one would definitely be easier if I knew them, but I'm not sure I want to see them again.