Alright, I'll be moving us along tonight once I finish some chores, then I'll be shifting back to my 'intending to do saturdays unless everyone posts' schedule.
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Consider it minded and my consternation that you somehow produced a locale less desirable than a Carnival to be duly expressed.
"What did you mean by hag or no hag?" Aurora asked Zavakri while stepping toward Jub offering a hand to help him back to his feet.
Zavakri's attention snapped back to reality at being addressed.
"Oh, nothing much, methinks; the talking unicorns mentioned a hag, and someone else let slip that the Witchlights were victims in their own right, so I put two and two together and made some assumptions. Some lass named Skabither Nightbloom or something- Skabitha Nightblossom? No, that's not right; Nightshade. Skabitha Nightshade. Droll name, but I suppose a hag isn't exactly born to good things, eh?" She rambles on for a bit, before clicking her tongue and shifting to sit more comfortably.
"She sleeps in a dollhouse; she forgets the first creature she sees. I suppose I can't expect unicorns to make sense."
Zavakri's attention snapped back to reality at being addressed.
"Oh, nothing much, methinks; the talking unicorns mentioned a hag, and someone else let slip that the Witchlights were victims in their own right, so I put two and two together and made some assumptions. Some lass named Skabither Nightbloom or something- Skabitha Nightblossom? No, that's not right; Nightshade. Skabitha Nightshade. Droll name, but I suppose a hag isn't exactly born to good things, eh?" She rambles on for a bit, before clicking her tongue and shifting to sit more comfortably.
"She sleeps in a dollhouse; she forgets the first creature she sees. I suppose I can't expect unicorns to make sense."
Zavakri whirls through the portal, collapsing onto herself as she appears on the Other Side. A groan. A wince. An exhausted twitch. Oh, such artistry made flesh. She slowly pushes herself to her feet, the weight of what she just did finally settling itself upon her shoulders; falling from on-high upon wings of retribution to finally feel the gravity of utter reality and dismal truth.
"Golly Gosh!" she cursed heartily. "Blimey! Spittle and bloodshed!" She leapt up and down, a sudden vigor coursing through her veins, soon whirling about as if just awakening for the first time. "A SWAMP??" She cries out, before her seething calms itself to a belated and finally appearing exhaustion. She falls onto her knees, pulling her cloak about herself.
"If this is how I find her, so be it." She sighs to herself, conviction worming its way into her tired voice. "At least it's no longer that Carnival...Oh, Riri, I hope you don't worry..."
She casts her gaze about, searching her companions intimately for the first time.
"If it's up to me, which it hardly is due to my sudden decisionmaking skills ending us up here, a rest is in good order. Just tell me when it's my watch or whatever it is we adventuring types are supposed to do, yeah? I've got to run some numbers..."
She wraps herself up tighter in her cloak, shifting the otherwise hidden crossbow she carried into her hands and lap as she slowly rocked where she sat, mumbling numbers in a calming manner.
"Golly Gosh!" she cursed heartily. "Blimey! Spittle and bloodshed!" She leapt up and down, a sudden vigor coursing through her veins, soon whirling about as if just awakening for the first time. "A SWAMP??" She cries out, before her seething calms itself to a belated and finally appearing exhaustion. She falls onto her knees, pulling her cloak about herself.
"If this is how I find her, so be it." She sighs to herself, conviction worming its way into her tired voice. "At least it's no longer that Carnival...Oh, Riri, I hope you don't worry..."
She casts her gaze about, searching her companions intimately for the first time.
"If it's up to me, which it hardly is due to my sudden decisionmaking skills ending us up here, a rest is in good order. Just tell me when it's my watch or whatever it is we adventuring types are supposed to do, yeah? I've got to run some numbers..."
She wraps herself up tighter in her cloak, shifting the otherwise hidden crossbow she carried into her hands and lap as she slowly rocked where she sat, mumbling numbers in a calming manner.
For real though next level will be Zany, looking forward to it
Twinspell and quicken spell >:(
You bastard. Just wait until she can twinspell her ray of frost.
Ah yes. If only someone had prestidigitation. All I can offer you is Gust.
“Y’see, ya gotta get the bugbear to pick you up just so- angle with the wings- make sure they’re stapled into your back so they don’t fall off midflight- then you insult ‘is mother.
Instant flight.”
Instant flight.”
If it makes you feel any better, Zavakri can’t keep them either; she’s just not mystically forced into it because her ability was stolen.
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