Rp - Gavel's Darkest Hour- Act Two Begins [7/7]

I point at Doushoins.
"No."

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I am "fine" not good, not great, only "fine." Cause there's nothing else to choose from from the box. ;-;

 

I try to climb up, use my seeds to help by creating vines.
If I get up, look at Doushoins and fall on my knees because Hels' a crybaby.
"How did this happen?" I say, desolated

What do ya want from me?
'Damn gurl you look hot as hell lets go to my place. Also, those pants look nice, what's the drop rate?'

 

The Mayor comes back out, and invites you inside.
"There. Pumice steaks, cooked to perfection." (NB- Doguns eat rocks, because, well, they're made of magma.)
Bantira follows him inside.

It's still a very awkward tool, but you manage to split the door in two after a few swings. The staircase leads up to a similar, if less grand, hallway.

So, there's Doushoins, King Brian, the Embassy elf, and eight guests that were crushed by the box, seven villagers and one hobbit - though one of the villagers seems to be clinging to life for now.

You manage to grow vines up the side of the wall, and you climb them to reach the box. Doushoins' left eye still has the arrow in it, blood flowing out and seeping into the wood. The arrow seems to made with very exotic feathers.

 

I move the finger that's pointing to point at her eye.
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I'm not moving to comfort you. >.>

luv

The drop rate's 0% now. My hidden garden is a lvl 23 area. You're no where close to being to enter it.

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Anyone helping the dying villager?

 

I try to break the arrow, somewhere over the eye, so I can look better at the feathers.
Also, I'm sobbing.

Mate if I wasn't on my phone I'd quote all the times I was shut down mercilessly.

I'll have to disagree, I'm halfway through becoming a level 100 wizard, only 15 more years to go.

 

I follow him "The assassin are most likely a rabbit man and an elf. I overheard one of their conversations in an ally."

 

crying from rejection?

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you know you still be lvl 1 then? You only do the lvl up once all those years have passed? >.> 15 years, and yoi might see a 1% drop rate for ya. <3
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And if you're a wizard, I'm a sage. >:T

 

...maybe.

I fear you didn't get the reference.

 

follow it

 

He continues into the dungeons. "Did their conversation reveal a possible motive?

The wood snaps and you examine the feathers. They seem to come from a pheonix. Pheonix feathers are supposed to have powers of healing and rebirth, and they're extremely difficult to obtain.

 

Did I now?
Sage is longer iirc

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Go through my memories of if the feathees are used for anything as well as how to use them

 

The hallway leads to a dead end. The rooms in this part of the building have been less heavily looted, you find an old Dwarven battleaxe, a fairly large ruby and a lot more books and scrolls, all in Dwarven runes.

 

Take the battle axe, the ruby and take a look at the books/scrolls

 

They aren't all that useful on their own, but can be used in weapon crafting and potion-making. They're extremely valuable - it's odd that the assassin would use them for an arrow or throw them away.

 

Potion making.
Do I know which types of potions?

 

They're all in Dwarven runes, so you can't make much sense of them, but one of them seems to be an atlas. Many of the pages show maps, and you identify them as being pretty old - Ahmsanc is not shown on them and the Coalition is Aldorei land.

 

O wait. Was there a way to reverse the rebirth effect if on a weapon to immediately disipate the soul, causing it to be unable to be reborn/reincarnated/brought back to life?

 

Take the atlas and head back down

 

I just stay there near the body, sobbing from the sadness and irony of the arrow's feathers.

Doesn't change the fact you don't help yourself. In extension, you also don't help me. How selfish. Totally.

Also, we're in 2018, we don't need to drop your pants to get what we want.

 

Health potions, and also defence potions, as well as a very expensive and rare potion that cause a death-like sleep.

It's impossible to resurrect someone anyway, at least as far as anyone in Gavel knows.