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[b]Location:[/b] The Ruins - Dripstone Cave
[b]Level:[/b] 3
[b]Experience:[/b] 39/30 ([i]Level up available[/i])
[b]Word Count:[/b] <750 ([i]+1 EXP[/i])[/center]

While the others began interacting with Asgore, Rubick made his way to the alters, examining each weapon on them. They looked impressive enough, and Rubick had the impression that they were quite powerful. But at the same time, he couldn't be sure. He would have to ask the only other sapient creature about them.

After the others had provided introductions, Rubick responded with his own and a flourish, "[color=limegreen]And I am Rubick, the Grrrand Magus.[/color]" Rubick eyed Asgore up and down, trying to gauge the goatman's various characteristics. "[color=limegreen]Hmm... you carry an air of... regality about you. Are you a king of sorts?[/color]" Rubick asked. 

Asgore regarded the mage with a far-off stare. "[color=fff200]Not anymore, son. Not in any way that matters.[/color]"

"[color=limegreen]I see.[/color]" Rubick said thoughtfully. Truly, this man was full of questions upon questions. It was a topic for another time, however, as there was something more interesting to him at the moment. "[color=limegreen]Say, what are those weapons over by the alters? Do you mind if we take them?[/color]" Rubick asked. 

"[color=fff200]Fraid I do mind,[/color]" the big goat told him, his face apologetic but his tone firm. "[color=fff200]That said, I don't figure you got the reqs anyhow, so don't feel too bad.[/color]"

"[color=limegreen]...What!?[/color]" Rubick yelled indignantly. To tell Rubick that there was a magical artifact that he could not wield was an insult to his title as Grand Magus. "[color=limegreen]I will not stand for this! I will claim the staff there as my own, for I am the Grand Magus![/color]" Rubick declared angrily, and teleported over to the staff alter in a flash of white webs. Picking it up, Rubick grasped it firmly in both hands and began to concentrate. He tried to channel his mana into it and attempted to cast a few spells, but the staff refused to respond to him. "[color=limegreen]How could this be?[/color]" Rubick asked, realizing that Asgore spoke the truth. Distraught, he set the staff back down in its original position and returned to the group, his head down in shame. 

Rubick then contemplated his choices of tea that Asgore had provided before settling on Crumbling Cheeseweed simply for how delightful its name sounded, and he began to sip it under his mask. He silently swore that he would return one day to claim the staff.