Me: Ok. People just hurried past, carrying an injured person. What do you do, Pepper? Pepper: Imma head into danger! :D Me: ……You’re going to give people heart attacks, Pepper… ^^”
Pepper immediately freezes at the sound of the commotion. She immediately lifts the wide brim of her hat to allow her to see what’s happening; That would in turn, allow a certain infernis bard to see her face and her concerned expression clearly. She could only watch as the crowd rushes past her to get the clearly injured faun to the clinic.
Before she could even process that scene, the panther-like katari woman appears and rushes past her to quickly take charge of the portly faun’s well-being. The fact that the woman was glancing behind her didn’t escape Pepper’s notice.
After the woman passed by, Pepper was able to process what had happened. The group and clinic had the faun, so she didn't have to worry about healing him, but…what was happening over there to begin with?!
Pepper looks in the direction where the group just fled from. Curiosity about the situation and a terrible thought came to her: What if there more injured people over there who need help?! With both factors considered, Pepper immediately found herself heading in that direction, going as quickly as she could. As she runs, she holds her hat down to her head to make sure it didn't fly off of her head. She was a little slower when it came to climbing up ladders though...
Regardless! If people were in danger, then she wasn’t going to just stand by and do nothing!
The macaw answers Brutrumukk, "Aaliyah and I already tried that idea a long time ago, Clown! I can tell ya right now, that it ain't gonna work. There's an illusion in place so that it'd be really hard to discern a path from above. Your best chance of navigating through this place is on the ground. I ain't so keen on gettin' another migraine from trying ta see through that illusion,"
He then looks to Jub and he speaks, "Yer Goblin Friend looks smarter than you. He should be able to navigate this library no problem!"
Rearden, set on her goal to water the plants, finds the watering can in this room. While the watering can itself is rusted, she does see that it already contains a full gallon of water! She realizes that all she needs to do is to set the pots back upright, and water them and they should all be good.
Once she does so, the plants all take long, wheezing inhales as the water seeps rapidly into the dirt. The plants are clearly drinking the water through their roots in desperation. They all give crooked smiles in joy and relief as they finally have the water that they've been denied for so long through neglect.
After a moment of the plants chattering in an unknown language amongst themselves, one of the plants soon bends down and starts digging through the dirt in its own pot. It soon pulls out a black-enameled iron key, and it hands it over to Rearden!
Getting impatient, the plant tries to tilt its head, before deciding to do something else. Its voice is strained, but there is a bit of mischievous glee as it crackles out, "L.M.A.O! YEET!"
Due to the fact that its arms are still brittle, the throw wasn't very strong or particularly harmful to Rearden. She could easily catch the key if she wanted. She can tell that the throw was more of an impatient way of saying 'Here, just let me return the favor!'
Rearden sees a soft white glow appear around the key, and the same glow appears around the padlock on the chest with the letters B.B. carved into it! This key is clearly for the chest! Now, the only question that remains is does she open the chest?
There isn't much in the chest, but she does find a couple of treasures! She first finds three rolled up scrolls, all tied together with a lute string. Rearden can sense some faint magic coming from the scrolls.
The second item she finds is a 12-inch-tall marionette. It has faces on opposite sides of its head. One face is a moon, and the other is a sun. She can tell that this has some value in gold when it comes to craftsmanship (25 GP).
After those two treasures, lies one single item: An unpunched ticket to the Witchlight Carnival. This particular ticket is already autographed! The autograph is written in Common, and in beautiful cursive showing a single name
Aurora finds that the key does indeed fit into the lock, and with a loud click and loud squeak of the door hinges, the way between Bavlorna's Hoard and the rest of her bedroom is now open! The party is now free to look around the Hoard, while Sshizna is now free from the confines of that prison.
This musty room looks like a miser's attic. Lying in tall heaps are discarded blankets, quilts, cushions, and clothing of all shapes and sizes, not to mention musical instruments, toys, dolls, jewelry boxes, flower vases, child-sized caskets, and broken furniture.
Among the heaps of junk are a few oddities, including a stag's skull hanging on one wall, a white porcelain jar with chicken legs standing on a table, a fancy helmet placed on the faceless head of a wooden mannequin, and a five-foot-long bronze statue of a giant frog squatting in a corner, its mouth agape and filled with impenetrable darkness. A tiny, shriveled figure lying on the floor, clearly cut open surgically mid-dissection.
Other than the door now being open, there are no other changes that take place in this room. Everyone is free to speak with each other and act as they please.
To put it plainly, my gf is going through something of a rough time and needing to go to a rehabilitation clinic so I apologize for the constant I will try to do this and that. I'm dealing with a lot of pressure rn, and I want to be able to support the person I love.
No worries. RL > RP. Thank you for letting us know.
Take the time you need. For now, I'll get a DM Post up after work today.
Emily noticed the quirked eyebrow, but she was relieved that Luka didn't press further. She relaxed a bit when he decided to respond to the answer she gave him instead of saying anything about her decision. After he gave his compliments, she smiled once again and gave a soft, "Thanks," in response. It's clear that she appreciated the fact that he acknowledged her efforts.
When he mentioned that it was cold and she must be exhausted, she noticed that she was indeed tired, and she was starting to get cold again. She hadn't been so cold while she was running, but standing still was a completely different matter!
Then he offered to treat her to hot cocoa at a little place not too far from here. At first she figured he might be talking about Mario's. But, she remembered the things that she wanted to accomplish today. She answered him sincerely, "I really do appreciate the offer, Luka. But, I do have a lot of work I need to take care of today. No rest for the wicked after all. Plus, I bet there's some party-related matters you'd want to get to as well, huh? Maybe we can have that cocoa next time,"
"Plus...I don't want to become someone who takes advantage of him," Emily’s thoughts crept in after she gave her refusal.
Shortly after that thought passes through her mind, that familiar thunderstruck feeling hits Emily: She had an idea!
“Wait a minute…Wealth…” Emily speaks lowly at first. Luka can easily see the gears within her mind turn rapidly as her eyes widen. She suddenly states to Luka, still staring at him, “Of course! Why didn’t I think of this sooner?!”
Immediately realizing the possible confusion, she speaks to clarify, “I have an idea on how we can uphold our end of that deal, but I will need to speak with Ashley before I can get into further details with you and Nevermore. You’re not only a frat boy, but you’ve proven to be a muse as well today!”
She then starts to hurry towards the dorm as she bids Luka, “I’ll talk to you later, Luka!”
I mean, the game is called Eidolon: Become Your Best Self, not Eidolon: You've Got All Your Shit Figured Out Already, Right?
Thank you! Exactly! XD
(Plus, that's also why I figured Emily's encouragement to Luka was mainly a heavily influenced response from her Eidolon. Because if it had just been Emily without her Eidolon, the discussion would have devolved into a depressing agreement with nihilism. ^^")
Morgran gives a wide smile at Miss Light's answer, and he agrees, "Sounds good ta me! Let the heckled decide the heckler's fate!" He laughs a bit, but as he begins to pull the kenku away, the kenku starts making sounds like it wants to talk to the duo. Of course, Morgran still has a hand on the beak, ensuring it remains closed.
Does Miss Light wish to hear out the Kenku, or would she want to continue to Palasha anyways?
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