((The land is under attack yet again by a dark force. It’s powerful enough to the point where the best party in the world went missing, so now there has to be a new one. You’re the only surviving member of the old party, so people told you to help out with the new one. Sadly, this one is a lot less experienced, and absolutely no one has hope for them. One of the members is a delusional druid snow leopard girl named Nemera. Her magic is great, and she’s really talented, but she thinks she can talk to animals. It’s not uncommon that you’d see her trying to converse with an insect of sorts. This also makes her think she’s a tiny bit better than everyone else. The party is sort of weirded out by her, but she’s mostly chill except for this one thing.))

The party’s taking a break from walking, now sitting in a flat, grassy area inside a relatively safe forest. Everyone’s sitting down, either having meaningless chat or discussing next moves. Meanwhile, Nemera is trying to talk to a squirrel. She seems to be really into whatever it’s saying, as if they were having a soulful discussion about life. — Squeak squeak… Yeah, man, I totally get it.