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Sloncha Owena
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Sloncha Owena is a Wood Elf having a picnic with 
outside of the Windmill in Rivington.
“Please, we're not looking for a third wheel. Not today, at least.„
Involvement[edit | edit source]
Act Three[edit | edit source]
If the newborn 
in the Rivington windmill was told to find his own corpse in 
, the Mind Flayer attacks Bogdan and Sloncha. Sloncha is killed and Bogdan kidnapped, never to be seen again.
Idle banter[edit | edit source]
- Sloncha Owena
- This was a wonderful idea. Just what we needed.
- Bogdan Vortleson
- I thought you might want to get your mind off things. I know I do.
- Sloncha Owena
- True. What with all the refugees, ill rumours, the food shortages...
- Sloncha Owena
- Speaking of which, I'm surprised you managed to get such a spread.
- Bogdan Vortleson
- Ways and means, dear. Ways and means.
- Sloncha Owena
- Did you hear something earlier? Almost like a groan.
- Bogdan Vortleson
- Well, we're by a windmill, after all. Probably some cog or joint in need of a little grease.
- Sloncha Owena
- Hmm. Speaking of grease, are there any sausage rolls left?
- Bogdan Vortleson
- Freshen your drink, perhaps?
- Sloncha Owena
- I think it's been freshened enough times as it is - I can feel my face going flush.
- Bogdan Vortleson
- And here was me, thinking you were blushing with happiness to be here with me.
- Sloncha Owena
- Oh I see, compliments in return for the picnic, is it? Maybe I'll take that drink after all...