*walk aimlessly around until I realize I'm at the lake where we wanted to camp*
How did I get here?
*continue walking around; arrive at the part of the forest I burned down; gasp and cover my mouth in shock; as I walk through the burned remains, I come across some things that look suspiciously like incinerated werewolves*
I... I can't believe I did this... To think I was forced to do this...
*hang my head, still walking, and step on something; I crouch down and pick it up*
*think Is this the thing with that the werewolves mind controlled me? Maybe omeone should take a look at this...*
*pocket the remains of the slave crown*
*continue walking and come across a part of the forest I didn't burn down; decide to go exploring*