Adopt An Eldritch Squonx Day!

The next day, we headed into the nearest sewer entrance, looking for signs of squonx lairs. 🐾🐀 Beacon used their knowledge of station maps and animal nesting habits to find paths to the squonx nests. It became apparent that the sewer paths were changing shapes 💢, and the hallways were not laid out like a typical space station. It felt more like ghost levels than the regular station design. 🤔👻💀

Our journey took a bizarre turn as we walked into an enlarged area, an arena space that definitely shouldn’t exist at the station. 🐾👑 There, we found a giant furry monster—a squonx that had been changed, morphed, and altered by the Outer Gods into a multi-armed abomination. 🐲🐍 This giant, red-furred, six-armed squonx was much bigger than a regular squonx and had a huge belly, indicating it was pregnant. 👶😱

Remy and I noticed the collar and fur pattern and realized this giant squonx was Zasa’s missing pet, Spike. I approached Spike to check her health. 💉 🩺 She was in the wrong place at the wrong time when the New Born emerged, and some sort of eldritch energy had flowed into her, changing her physically and affecting her unborn pups as well. 🙃🪱

After checking on her pregnancy and confirming that all the pups were fine and her nest was in good condition, we headed back out from the ghost-level sewers and into com range to contact Zasa’s parents. 📞📟 We informed them that Spike was fine, albeit with some physical changes due to the cult/New Born activity. 👿

I assured Zasa’s parents that we would get Spike spayed after she gave birth to her pups and that we would help find homes for the strangely shaped squonx pups. These pups would also be spayed or neutered when they were big enough for it to be safe. 🐾🐉

After assuring Spike’s situation, I contacted AbadarCorp about the Spay and Neuter Your Squonx program I had pretended existed. 👯 I reminded them of the security issues that might come to light unless they agreed to help with this eldritch veterinarian problem. 😎 👮 We scheduled appointments for procedures for Spike and, in a few weeks, for an unknown number of eldritch pups.

I called Arta about the New Born affected squonx pups, but she blocked me. I swore to ruin her for this. 😡🤡

I then called the tea-serving ratman from the car park. He picked up, and I asked if any of the cultists wanted to adopt a New Born Eldritch Squonx. 🐀 ☕ He was eager to adopt one and assured me that many cultists would love to adopt them. These pups would be fixed before being adopted out, with no breeding allowed, but they would be blessed by the New Born. 😍🐉

With these calls done, we walked back toward civilization to reunite Spike with her family. 🐲🐾👑