Generic Fantasy - [5/7]

Well I guess I-

Spoiler: Only for HM

???: "Hey Eradius".
Eradius: "Huh"?
???: "Apparently I don't fit or in fact never DID fit the lore, so I guess I don't exsist anymore".
Eradius: "Oh. Okay, bye".

go check out other buildings.

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Spoiler: Only for KK (I'm not use your entire uername, sorry)

 

Those are gloves obviously. -.-
Why'd you ask? :/

 

I put it on

"A belt, a severed hand and a scroll. Can't you tell?"
I then proceed to look at the silver ring

 

“A man at the docks gave it to me.”

 

I dook at the things I'm holding.
"Nope!"
*cheeky smile*
"They're just... bright."

 

"Right... you sure you're not retarded?"

 

"..."
"No? I think?"

 

"So you are retarded"

 

"..."
I look over at Han.
"Am I retarded?" (o wow writing this feels awkward enough but inagining myself say this to a cat more so)

 

Choice of buildings:
Inn
Town Jail
Mining Depot
Trading House
Actual Houses (because there are totally valubles in a mining town)

Pocketwatch

"...damn. He always liked those warehouses. Suppose you technically did the job, 10 minutes under too."
[+25 GC]

I highly regret the many missed opportunities I had to keep you as far away from Dez as possible.
Han hasn't even finished his last confused face before you ask.
He stays confused.

 

hue

"Haaaaann..."
Poke his cheeks.
"Are you okay?"

 

I go check out the trading house.

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If you have to ask yourself that question than that means that you probably are.

 

You forgot something.
@Azura

 

Ohh... I put it in my pocket. And take a look at the silver ring and pen.

Dez even ignored her for the first part, blame the ghostie

 

I run back to the seamstress and ask what I can buy with 25 GC.

 

Takes a moment to shake off the confusion.
"Yup!"

There are random traded goods there, along with a few more corpses. Conveniently, a wagon and supplies for a long trip, if one was inclined.

@Azura

You feel.. healthier, somehow, as you put on the ring (effect: +3 hp)
As for the pen.... It cuts you when you pick it up. It seems to be a small knife in every sense other than sight.

Seamstress: "25? The cheap knockoff formalwear I was talking about. Pretty convincing, though."

 

I check out the goods.

 

"Hey ghost girl can you take this pen?"

 

“Deal.” I take the clothes and change in a nearby alleyway.

 

More than one right?

Summon another explosive arrow, shoot at another spire.

Repeat until all are cleared .-.