Well...it really wasn't a private affair.

[Listen]

[It was during a cult attack. Stupid shit happened. DnD shenanigans. Maybel may have wanted revenge on her parents killers-]

[Poppy shouldn't have kids.]

[She will put her hands on Puck.]

[The memory starts in the woods and in the distance, they can see a cultist camp. They see the cages, the captured villagers. They talk about their plan.]

[There is **** (Poppy) taking in the lay of the land, the dragonborn, Roscoe, in heavy armor saying how he'll be a hard sneak, a half orc, The One, not much better, but he's not as talkative. There is a barbarian Cyrel who thinks maybe he can pretend to be a wandering cultist too. It's the purple tiefling in robes who comes up with a plan.]

[He's going to pretend to be a buxom maiden using magic while they surround the camp and move in.]

[He goes in, and manages to deceive them enough to get their attention and wondering if she'd be worth selling as a slave or having a fun time now as Herb tries to flirt his way out of chains as they all move around the place.]

[The cultists move in to grab him and that's when the rest of them move. Poppy rushes in as a giant elk, right by Herb, bucking a cultist away so he can get on her back....they didn't talk about this before hand.]

[Herb thinks he's made a magical new friend.]

[Poppy is fine with this, keeping him out of range as he casts Firebolt, and bucking some cultists before dashing away. The fighters tear through the cultists.]

[Cyrel is having a little trouble with the one in charge and he tries to get him away after getting stabbed with the sword, and-]

[He's tripped.]

[By the small child they had been making serve them.]

[It makes it a lot easier for Cyrel to kill him then.]

[They free the villagers, much to their gratitude. Poppy turns back into a Tiefling, much to Herb's surprise.]

["I'm a druid. You really should have known," Poppy said with amusement.

"Maybe that's why my mother wanted me to be one. I could never get that camping thing down," Herb said in that rambly way he does. "I guess I'm not magically gifted with special animals."

"Just me, I'm afraid," Poppy said and she looks to the side and there's the little girl, looking in awe.

"You can turn into a deer!"

"An elk, but yes. That's the power of nature, you know," Poppy said

"Can you teach me?!"

"I don't have time, I'm afraid. We have work to do and we have to get you back to your parents."

The girl looks away. "My parents..."

There is a silence as the others take notice. "...did they both...?" Poppy asked quietly.

The little girl nods. She then looks up. "Are you going after the people who attacked our village?! I want to help! Let me come with you!"]

[There is some debate between your group because its a little girl, but Poppy is still staring at the little girl. She wasn't much older, after all...]

[Cyrel was impressed with her help.]

[The One doesn't care.]

[Roscoe has doubts.]

[Herb thinks its an important growing opportunity.

[There is a look at Poppy, to see if she'd protest.]

[Poppy holds out her hand to Maybel and smiles. "I guess I'll be able to teach you after all."

[This is what happens when the voice of reason has every reason to say yes to the terrible idea]