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nohalation) wrote2018-08-30 02:07 am
nohalation) wrote2018-08-30 02:07 am
Holiday Kingdom - Dragons
GM01/20/2018
You step into the labyrinth to find but a path. Just a path. It's not very narrow, but it's clearly not the first room of the labyrinth. The only reasonable choice here is to keep walking ahead.
After nearly fifteen minutes of travel, assuming you go through with this hell, you see the light of the labyrinth's First Actual Room! You can finally—
The tile under Slot's foot sinks with a click.
And suddenly a flurry of arrows shoot out of the wall.
[To avoid this, you'll need to roll me a Quest + 2D6 and get 7 or higher.]
Domino blocks one of the arrows with her gauntlets, and by some miracle Sulfur with her HUGE ASS MUSHROOM HAT ducks out of the way.
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
/roll 2d6+4
MayoFriendBOT01/20/2018
@Slut the Rumored: 2d6+4 = (4+2)+4 = 10
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
Slot senses the arrows coming his way and he nimbly flips out of the way.
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
Dusk somehow does a twirl and trips to avoid the arrows on her end, yikes!
Climate Change01/20/2018
Clima is just too short for these arrows.
Walnut the 6th01/20/2018
Walnut manages to slip out of the away. Eek.
GM01/20/2018
Sulfur scoffs, patting her big mushroom hat. "Booby-trapped, huh. Already not a good sign. Does this mean we're to be picked off?"
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
Dusk puffs out a cheek. "No way. We gotta get the cure and keep everyone as okay as we can."
GM01/20/2018
Sulfur chuckles.
"Such dedication is admirable! Nothing less from Halation's ruler~"
And so, to the First Room...
A-1 — LIBRARY ROOM
You step into an old library that looks like it's been abandoned to nature. Sprouting in the middle is a random tree, somehow surviving and minding its own business. The boards creak beneath your feet. Dust is sent flying everywere with every step you take (and it's only thanks to your plague doctor masks that you aren't sneezing wildly.)
The shelves of this library are tall, and seem to reach the ceiling. Books and pages are scattered about. Candles are lit, sitting upon stools and books. Books, books, books. THERE'S SO MANY BOOKS. Too many fucking books.
A few books, particularly some journals, might stand out. They sit across the tables, with a candle beside them, as if someone had just been writing in them.
And, just one more thing: it feels like you're being watched.
Worse yet, there's no immediate exit out of this room. The exit might be hidden? Though, I suppose you could slip to the second story from the crack in the ceiling, but who's to say the branches don't give? Everything's always worth a shot though.
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
Slot is making his way to the tree, looking up it and seeing if he can tell if those branches are sturdy.
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
Dusk looks around to see if she can spot anyone.
Walnut the 6th01/20/2018
Walnut eyes the journals and books. Those could be helpful in someone else's hands, but she doesn't like this feeling. She takes a look around too, hoping to see if she can find anyone.
GM01/20/2018
@Slut the Rumored The tree looks weak. Sure, it's surviving, but those branches look like they could snap under too much pressure. Wanna try climbing it? If so, make a [Bravery check] and I'll have a ~hidden number~ for you to meet/beat.
@Dusk the Best Go ahead and make a [Quest check] and get at least a 10 to see how much you can deduce from this presence.
@Walnut the 6th The journals look handwritten, and mention something called "Angel's Trumpets." Would you like to investigate that further? Otherwise, there are many, many books... take your pick, by making a [Wit check.] There's no number to beat or meet here~
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
Slot spits into his hands, rubbing them, and then makes a valiant attempt to climb the tree.
GM01/20/2018
It's indeed a vaiant effort! The first branch is no sweat. The other is just fine, and you step onto the trunk of the tree without slipping. Heck yeah, everything's going great!
Just as you grab the next branch, putting you about a quarter up the tree, it bends then snaps pitifully. And because this labyrinth is full of too many rolls, you can try to save yourself with a quick [Quest Check] or let yourelf fall and take 3 damage.
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
Dusk absolutely did not even see a darn thing. So OH WELL. I GUESS she's gonna go look at the journals, oooo aaaaa.
GM01/20/2018
—you're able to grab onto one of the branches you knew to be reliable, and it saves you from dropping to the ground painfully.
Welp.
It will probably be difficult to climb the tree after all.
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
Still hanging from the tree, Slot calls out to everyone "We probably shouldn't try this!"
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
"I wasn't planning to!" She looks up from the journals. "Do you need help?"
Walnut the 6th01/20/2018
That does look pretty interesting, but this feeling just won't go away - before she does anything, she'll see if she can't suss out who or what this is, while everyone else is um
doing. whatever
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
Useful Peanut.
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"Nope, I'm good!" Slot calls back, taking advantage of his new found vantage point to look around and see if he can spot where that being watched feeling is coming from
Climate Change01/20/2018
Clima is standing at the edge of the room, looking around for the FUCKING EYES ON THEM. Who the fuck.
GM01/20/2018
Some of you spy with your little eye... a smoky jet-black dragon the size of an 18-wheeler peering at you from atop a bookshelf in the far, darker corner. It oddly doesn't stand out much in a dark corner, which is to say you almost didn't notice it there. Of course you wouldn't.
Then the shadowy dragon realizes it's been noticed, oh yes it does,
so it swoops down with such speed and such force that its landing shatters floorboards and overturns bookshelves, sending books toppling towards all of you.
[Quest OR Bravery roll, YOUR CHOICE, and get 9 or more, to see how you handle everything flying around as a dragon flies down.]
Every one of you are able to get out of the way of falling books, or if you're Slot you're holding onto the tree well enough to keep from falling.
...hold up, sorry, did I say every one of you? Everyone one of you who are not Walnut.
A bookshelf actually falls over Walnut, trapping her—thankfully it landed at an angle so she's not CRUSHED, it's giving her room to peek out from underneath, but her movement is still greatly limited. It's really cramped under there!
The dragon exhales smoke and stares you all down intently. Sulfur steps back, her hands going towards her bombs, and Domino pounds her metal fists together.
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"Uh, hey there, Dragon! How goes it?"
GM01/20/2018
And then suddenly Sulfur is bonked on the head with a book, knocking her out. So, I guess she isn't helping much after all.
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
"Wah! Dragon! Wah! Peanut!" Dusk flailing her hands. and runs over to that bookshelf.
Walnut the 6th01/20/2018
"Fuck -" Why can't her legs seem to catch a break recently?
She tries to pull herself free, at least enough to check on everyone else, to no avail (sadly), so instead she just calls out, "Everybody ok?"
Climate Change01/20/2018
Clima trots over to Dusk, and also to Walnut I guess since that's happening. OK.
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
Dusk tries to lift the bookcase, but she is all leg strength for dancing. "I think Sulfur is napping!" She failed the bookcase lift. :frowning:
Andd turns over to the dragon with her hands on hips. Huff, huff, huffs through that mask!
Climate Change01/20/2018
Clima watches Dusk for a moment or two, before - right when she's turning to look at the dragon (shit), he grabs the edge of the bookcase. Dusk!!! Look!!! He's been working out????
Look at him....
Look how powerful...
He's helping... friend...
He's becoming macho....
GM01/20/2018
The dragon is breathing heavily. It sounds like Darth Vader.
"You intruders... dare slip... into my palace... causing damage... to my beautiful... palace... you deserve punishment..."
That said, Clima, you're SO STRONG that you LIFT THAT BOOKSHELF! Just enough for Walnut to get out. Her followers, who were unable to help in time, are so grateful!
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"Ok, so I may have broken a branch, but the tree is stronger for it! "
GM01/20/2018
"It was so... beautiful... how could you... not a single poem in this room... has ever described the hope... I felt from that tree... and now... I will never find a book... another book... that could describe the hope that tree gave me..."
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
Dusk huffs out, "Well, we didn't see a name or address! How were we suppose to know you lived here? Sorry about that!"
Hmmm.
"I guess you really liked that tree."
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"We could write you another poem, if you wanted it"
GM01/20/2018
The dragon's eyes widen. Then, he almost seems to grin. He hasn't even batted an eye at the trouble Walnut's endured, or the strength Clima's exhibited. All his attention is in one place.
"A poem... yes... make a new poem... and I will not tear you... limb... from limb..."
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
"Why can't you find something else to get you hope?" Dusk head tilts. The poor dragon has bad dice rolls maybe?
GM01/20/2018
"Nothing... gives me hope... not anymore... you silly child wearing a crown..."
His rolls are Very Bad as you witnessed.
In OOC chat.
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
"Oh . . . That is very sad, isn't it? That's not a good feeling at all. Surely there is something that you can find."
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
Slot, still hanging from the branch, moves a hand so he's only hanging from one hand as he brings the other to his mouth to cough and clear his throat. Dramatically. Then, on the spot, he recites:
"Alas, hope was never to be for me--
For I was once stranded with no one to
Find me, lost and alone within the sea
Of my heart, there being nothing to do.
But once I was seen and found, could I now
Turn around and make my way onwards and
See the light that would take me, show me how
To be. No more will I be one who's shunned.
So! This is it! From today, no more shall
I keep my head lowered with my eye sight
Down. I will rise up to hear the chorale.
I will walk forward into the bright light.
So have hope and rise up, Mr. Dragon.
Or else you will be found kind of laggin'."
GM01/20/2018
Shadows float up and around his tail. His beady eyes lock on Slot.
"What an... encouraging poem... but... it deserves a rhythm... if it is to be said aloud... it needs a rhythym... can't someone play... any music, too?"
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"I'm glad you found my poem encouraging!!"
Climate Change01/20/2018
Clima hops up, having set the bookcase aside so that he can pull out his TRUSTY TAMBOURINE. He taps it against the palm of his hand, with a steady rhythm going!!!
GM01/20/2018
"Excellent... now tell me the poem... again... as this fluffy child... beats the plates..."
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
Slot repeats the poem to the banging beat Clima's putting out.
GM01/20/2018
Fuck yeah.
"I am... appeased... but ruin my palace one more time... and you shall be punished..."
With that, and the swoop of his wings, he hovers, making to fly back to the top of the bookshelves like he'd never shown up, even though he toppled part of his own library.
Climate Change01/20/2018
:sparkles:
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
But Dusk shouts out, "We still gotta find you more hope though!"
GM01/20/2018
Hovering in mid air, sending gusts of air, he pauses.
"But... where? Where does one... find hope?"
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
"Um . . . I guess it's different for different people. .I found them with my friends."
GM01/20/2018
"Friends... are of no meaning... to this old dragon..."
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"How old are you?"
GM01/20/2018
"Millenia... Always living in this forest... even long after... the labyrinths took over... merging my forest... with an old library... this lone tree survived... it was... my hope..."
Primrose the Blessed01/20/2018
"Have you tried believing in something? Like, uh...people? Religion? Ideals? The economy?"
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"Wow, finally something older than me...."
GM01/20/2018
"Hmm... I have... not. Religion is nothing to me... people leave me no sense of faith... ideals... my ideals are based upon... this lone tree... this lone tree... this lone tree... but it stands, so my hope can stand, too..."
A pause.
"I was also... hungry... I wanted to eat some of you..."
Climate Change01/20/2018
!
"I have sardines."
Clima pulls out his trusty Pan. Is it time?
Walnut the 6th01/20/2018
"We don't taste good."
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"We're too stringy. I think we'd give you indigestion"
"Also you don't know where we've been"
Walnut the 6th01/20/2018
"We're sweaty!"
Primrose the Blessed01/20/2018
"I know where I've been, dog boy!"
GM01/20/2018
"I could have cooked you... with some chorizo sauce... fried you up... tossed you in a salad... made from the leaves of my tree... remove the gamey taste..."
His small ears perk at Clima's suggestion though...
"Sardines...?"
It's time.
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
"Clima is good at cooking uh huh. I'm sorry people don't inspire you . . . that's what I learned to be inspired by." She flops in a chair (or the floor if there are none) hands in chins. "That's why we're looking so hard to find a cure. What makes the tree so special?"
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
Slot figures he should get out of the tree. So he hops down and settles down next to Dusk.
Climate Change01/20/2018
Clima immediately goes to hop up on the tree branches - he's light and his wings flap to assist him in jumping, so it's easy for him to reach a part of the tree where he can start picking leaves. Salad is a good idea!!!!
Primrose the Blessed01/20/2018
"If I had something left from home it'd be special to me, too."
Climate Change01/20/2018
Once he's finished he's hopping back down to - hm, where should he cook this.
Primrose the Blessed01/20/2018
"It's probably like that?"
Climate Change01/20/2018
Actually, you know what.
He gets the canned sardines and mixes it together on the pan, before lifting it up high to the dragon.
Hey, you.
He doesn't say that, but you know, he's giving him a look.
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
"Oh . . . I guess so." Dusk sighs thoughtfully. "It feels lonely though."
GM01/20/2018
The dragon looks over Dusk first. "A cure... for what...?"
This dragon also acknowledges Primrose. "Yes... I yearn... for my home..."
And, ah, yes. that must be the "give me a fucking fire" look. So, the dragon sets a table on fire with a small spit of flame. Thankfully, it's not the table with the journals! Because that'd be rough.
"The tree... reminds me... of home... none of these shelves... are tall enough... nothing in this new world... is tall enough..."
Climate Change01/20/2018
Well he would have been ok if the dragon just set the entire pan on fire but alright. I guess this meal will actually be decent now.
GM01/20/2018
HE WANTS! GOOD FOOD!!
Good fire for good food!!!!!!!!!!!!
Climate Change01/20/2018
And it is, because the dragon deigned not to live on the edge like Clima does every day of his life - the sardines are Great, and the salad is Tossed.
Once everything is prepared he's dishing up a plate for Dragon!!
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
"Oh, there's a flu or something something plague. I forgot what exactly! But we're gonna help 'em out!" Pauses. "You are pretty tall, I guess that would be hard."
GM01/20/2018
The dragon sniffs the plate. Food??? FOOD????
He scarfs it down in one bite, and though he finished it so quickly, he doesn't seem bothered in the least.
"Delicious... morsel.." And now, on the subject of the plague. "Then... in those journals... there were notes... I read them before... they seemed to discuss disease...? Poison...?"
Climate Change01/20/2018
He's dishing up some for himself too, tbh.
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"The disease is caused by poison? Or that the disease is a poison?"
GM01/21/2018
"I do not know... only what I have read... your world... is beyond my own..."
With that, the dragon flies back up to his corner of the library. He's not really watching you anymore, but you could probably get his attention.
The journals, I believe, were nearest to Walnut! Since Walnut had been considering them!
Dusk the Best01/21/2018
Dusk goes to peek at the journals but as she does, she calls out. "You know though, if you ever decide you need to find more hope besides that tree, you can always use me!"
Slut the Rumored01/21/2018
Slot walks towards the dragon's corner and quietly calls up to him, "You know, I kinda know what it's like. I'm not as old as you, but-- I remember the time before labyrinths too"
GM01/21/2018
The dragon acnowledges you with a puff of shadowy smoke. His gaze lingers on Slot before he closes his own eyes...
The first page of the journal... there's a post-it note about Angel Trumpets, but that's not the page it's turned to. No, it's something about "Lesser Celandine." Written neatly, with a fine ink pen, the page reads like someone's notes:
THE LESSER CELANDINE
The Lesser Celandine: A delicate flower with a forgotten scientific name that stemmed from "swallow." Likely because it is a difficult medicine to swallow! This bitter strain is a derivation of the Greater Celandine, a flower that no longer exists on this labyrinthine plane.
The Lesser Celandine is a common medical herb used today to treat nausea, dizziness, and rashes when applied topically.
This is allegedly the opposite of what its extinct relative accomplished, for the Greater Celandine was a source of the ailments that the Lesser Celandine can cure. In that sense, this Lesser Celandine should be known as the GREATEST Celandine, but what comes to question is that the Greater Celandine might have been trying to be great at causing irritable suffering. It is with that consideration that this genus of bitter blossom we know and love today is called the Lesser Celandine.
...will you turn to the next page?
Dusk the Best01/21/2018
Dusk stares hard at that angel trumpet but she does move on...
Slut the Rumored01/21/2018
"It's not bad, being around others again." Slot continues on, "I thought it'll be hard, but they grow on you pretty fast." like a fungus
GM01/21/2018
Like a fun guy. The dragon swooshes his tail again. He seems like he's listening?
The next page... does in fact go on about Angel's Trumpets.
ANGEL'S TRUMPETS
Angel's Trumpet: WARNING! Do not put this anywhere near your mouth! Do not attempt to play it like a trumpet! My colleage's corpse lies six feet away from me because he thought that was a good idea. Rest in peace, Gerald.
There is nothing angelic about Angel's Trumpets. Ingestion of this devil's butt funnel will torment you with symptoms that include hallucinations, paralysis, amnesia, and death. Those who survive escape with a distorted perception of reality. Studies returned that an affected man (not Gerald) deliriously cut off his own nose when he could not remember ever having a nose. However, family of his confirmed that he had possessed a nose since birth.
Naturally, angelic beings are fond of such flowers.
Dusk the Best01/21/2018
Oh...I...see...
GM01/21/2018
Oh, and there is another page to turn to. If that's of interest.
Dusk the Best01/21/2018
Just mindlessly...turns page...
Slut the Rumored01/21/2018
"It'll be hard, in the end, if I live on and they eventually don't-- But I don't think I'd regret being with them, and all the other friends we've made as a Kingdom."
GM01/21/2018
And so you do.
POISON PARSNIP/FALSE PARSLEY
Poison Parsnip/False Parsley: A dual-named plant that is not what it seems. It's a terribly deceptive plant that appears to be a parsnip with parsley stems. A fusion of vegetation people often eat? Wrong. It's not edible at all, for this plant can cause you dangerous harm, leading to issues you could be forced to live with for the rest of your life.
Ingesting this not-a-vegetable will cause seizures, paralysis, and tremors within 15 minutes. It targets the nerves, stressing the body until it squirms uncomfortably. Though not always fatal, full recoveries of the affected's nervous system have never been reported.
This plant's "popularity," rather, the interest in a plant with such a name, resurfaced after the young twin sons of a highly regarded Oracle sacrificed the lives of everyone in their kingdom in order to join the Angelic Cult. Several kingdoms lay ruined in their wake. Their names were "Parsley of the Past" and "Parsnip of the Future."
When you turn to the next page, there are no more... because they have been torn out. And they don't seem to be the torn pages around you. If they still exist, they're elsewhere.
Dusk the Best01/21/2018
Dusk slams the journal shut pretty hard. You're lucky you can't see her face under the mask, but you can probably see that her body has TENSED. UP. TREMENDOUSLY.
GM01/27/2018
Picking up from where we last left off—
You're still standing in that old library, with its knocked over shelves and a (weak) tree sprouted in the middle, reaching towards a hole in the ceiling. The satisfied shadow-dragon looms in its corner, quietly minding its own business now.
Dusk just went through that handy dandy journal!
And Walnut did find a book (rather, a Roll to Find a Book was made and I am Finally Revealing what this book was:)
"A joke book, full of Dad Jokes."
Hm.
I should also add that nobody seems to have found the exit from this room? Not as a call-out, but just as a reminder. Slot tried climbing the tree, but to no avail--it's too weak! Certainly there's another way...?
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
Dusk looks up to the Dragon. "Can I take this?"
GM01/27/2018
The dragon puffs dark smoke through its nostrils.
"You may," he responds, with a low voice. "It does not interest me particularly. But, that reaction... you closed it firmly, was that necessary?"
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
"Did I close it firmly? I must be extra strong, wow!"
GM01/27/2018
The dragon peers over you... and chuckles.
"I think it was something else."
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
...Clutching at the journal, puffed cheeks a little bit. "Just something important. Maybe about the sickness and...............stuff."
GM01/27/2018
"I see... where to from here, young princess? Do you plan to live in this library with the rest of your party?"
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
"It's very nice! But I have my own kingdom where we live . . . but I guess the question is how to leave, isn't it!"
GM01/27/2018
"It is a good question. If you want to go to the basement, I know the exact book you need to pull. However, if you want to go to the floor above, you may want to go through the hole in the ceiling, over the tree there."
He helpfully points with his tail, which probably isn't necessary. It's right there.
Slut the Rumored01/27/2018
Slot, meanwhile, is trying to climb the shelves to sit next to dragon. He gets almost to the top of the shelves before he loses his footing and falls back down to the ground. "Well, that could have gone better"
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
Dusk watches Slot fall. "Hm! I feel like we'd have better luck through the basement unless you help carry us."
GM01/27/2018
That looks like it smarted. Yikes. May the dragon sympathizes...
The dragon, having heard Dusk's words, drops down to Slots side.
"In that case, you may ride upon my back if you can propose a good reason for it. For what reason do you need to go to the second floor?"
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
"Because why not!"
GM01/27/2018
"...I did not realize I was speaking to a child."
Juno the Natural01/27/2018
Meanwhile, Juno is just casually pulling at books on shelves, checking out their titles. The drama was well handled by everyone not them so.
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
"Well, you're also a lot lot lot lot lot lot lot older than me!"
"And a dragon!"
Slut the Rumored01/27/2018
"You get used to it," Slot says in a stage whisper to the dragon.
GM01/27/2018
The dragon offers you a half-hearted stare, Slot.
Then sighs.
"No matter the case. If you would like, I could transport you to the second story."
And the books, Juno, are all strange titles. "Memes for Days!" and "Pictures of Grumpy Cat!" and actually this is a fucking weird library why was a useful journal here??
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
"Oh thank you! You're very nice, aren't you?" She holds up a single butterscotch candy. "You're free to eat this if you'd like! And if you're bored, you can always come visit or live in Halation anytime you want! Dragons are pretty neato!"
GM01/27/2018
"A... candy?"
Hm. Well, he's loweing himself to the ground, to make it easier for peeps to climb aboard.
"How large is Halation? Will my body fit?"
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
"Hmmm, maybe! The sky is always pretty big if you need that extra space. I'd like to think we'll get even bigger someday though!" Scramble bamble on the dragon, clutching that journal awfully tight.
Climate Change01/27/2018
!! Hops onto Mr. Dragon.
Slut the Rumored01/27/2018
Also hops onto dragon
GM01/27/2018
"Only if it is as large as this library will I come." It's a firm statement. This dragon likes his library.
You now command a dragon! HE TAKES YOU ALL INTO THE SKYYY ok not the sky, just the hole through the room.
It leads to...
Well, let's start that over:
The dragon flies you up, and extends his head through the floor of a room that resembles a hotel lobby! It's very bright, very clean. There's seating over there, a cool vending machine near it, and a service counter along the back wall of this small lobby.
And an elevator over there, but everyone knows what those are for. I hope.
A door labeled "Emergency Exit" is to your immediate right, and beside the elevator is a set of stairs leading up?? Maybe up.
The faceless person standing behind the counters looks up at you, then thumbs through their copy of "Daddies Gone Bad!" It looks lewd...
The dragon can't fit through the hole, so he urges you to climb through by climbing his neck, and onto his head.
"This way..."
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
"Oh, I guess it is very difficult for a large dragon to get around. We'll consider that in planning for the future." Dusk nods to herself as she climbs her way through.
Slut the Rumored01/27/2018
"We can make sure we'd have a big enough space for you later!" Slot says as he hops off.
GM01/27/2018
"It is very kind of you... but do not worry."
The dragon catches a glance at the counter attendant, who is still flicking through that book. They don't really care about this odd situation. This might not be unusual.
Juno the Natural01/27/2018
Juno has taken the book out on Grumpy Cat. "Oh, um... before we split ways, when is the return due date for this?"
Climate Change01/27/2018
Clima reaches over to pat the dragon's head, softly murmuring, "Bye, uncle," before he hops off to follow Dusk.
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
"Oh, that looks like a fun book, doesn't it?"
GM01/27/2018
"The librarian died a long time ago, so if you return the book whenever you are done, it should be fine," the dragon remarks.
Clima.
clima, please. The dragon is just like ??? Un??cle???
but he's not opposed to this, this is fine.
Juno the Natural01/27/2018
Juno nods very seriously!! "Then we'll be back, for sure."
Climate Change01/27/2018
Uncle.
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
Dusk looks over back to Clima real fast too. "Oh, you were really strong helping out Peanut earlier!" And with that she waves to the dragon and dashes off galliantly to the faceless person reading the lewd book.
You step into the labyrinth to find but a path. Just a path. It's not very narrow, but it's clearly not the first room of the labyrinth. The only reasonable choice here is to keep walking ahead.
After nearly fifteen minutes of travel, assuming you go through with this hell, you see the light of the labyrinth's First Actual Room! You can finally—
The tile under Slot's foot sinks with a click.
And suddenly a flurry of arrows shoot out of the wall.
[To avoid this, you'll need to roll me a Quest + 2D6 and get 7 or higher.]
Domino blocks one of the arrows with her gauntlets, and by some miracle Sulfur with her HUGE ASS MUSHROOM HAT ducks out of the way.
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
/roll 2d6+4
MayoFriendBOT01/20/2018
@Slut the Rumored: 2d6+4 = (4+2)+4 = 10
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
Slot senses the arrows coming his way and he nimbly flips out of the way.
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
Dusk somehow does a twirl and trips to avoid the arrows on her end, yikes!
Climate Change01/20/2018
Clima is just too short for these arrows.
Walnut the 6th01/20/2018
Walnut manages to slip out of the away. Eek.
GM01/20/2018
Sulfur scoffs, patting her big mushroom hat. "Booby-trapped, huh. Already not a good sign. Does this mean we're to be picked off?"
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
Dusk puffs out a cheek. "No way. We gotta get the cure and keep everyone as okay as we can."
GM01/20/2018
Sulfur chuckles.
"Such dedication is admirable! Nothing less from Halation's ruler~"
And so, to the First Room...
A-1 — LIBRARY ROOM
You step into an old library that looks like it's been abandoned to nature. Sprouting in the middle is a random tree, somehow surviving and minding its own business. The boards creak beneath your feet. Dust is sent flying everywere with every step you take (and it's only thanks to your plague doctor masks that you aren't sneezing wildly.)
The shelves of this library are tall, and seem to reach the ceiling. Books and pages are scattered about. Candles are lit, sitting upon stools and books. Books, books, books. THERE'S SO MANY BOOKS. Too many fucking books.
A few books, particularly some journals, might stand out. They sit across the tables, with a candle beside them, as if someone had just been writing in them.
And, just one more thing: it feels like you're being watched.
Worse yet, there's no immediate exit out of this room. The exit might be hidden? Though, I suppose you could slip to the second story from the crack in the ceiling, but who's to say the branches don't give? Everything's always worth a shot though.
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
Slot is making his way to the tree, looking up it and seeing if he can tell if those branches are sturdy.
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
Dusk looks around to see if she can spot anyone.
Walnut the 6th01/20/2018
Walnut eyes the journals and books. Those could be helpful in someone else's hands, but she doesn't like this feeling. She takes a look around too, hoping to see if she can find anyone.
GM01/20/2018
@Slut the Rumored The tree looks weak. Sure, it's surviving, but those branches look like they could snap under too much pressure. Wanna try climbing it? If so, make a [Bravery check] and I'll have a ~hidden number~ for you to meet/beat.
@Dusk the Best Go ahead and make a [Quest check] and get at least a 10 to see how much you can deduce from this presence.
@Walnut the 6th The journals look handwritten, and mention something called "Angel's Trumpets." Would you like to investigate that further? Otherwise, there are many, many books... take your pick, by making a [Wit check.] There's no number to beat or meet here~
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
Slot spits into his hands, rubbing them, and then makes a valiant attempt to climb the tree.
GM01/20/2018
It's indeed a vaiant effort! The first branch is no sweat. The other is just fine, and you step onto the trunk of the tree without slipping. Heck yeah, everything's going great!
Just as you grab the next branch, putting you about a quarter up the tree, it bends then snaps pitifully. And because this labyrinth is full of too many rolls, you can try to save yourself with a quick [Quest Check] or let yourelf fall and take 3 damage.
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
Dusk absolutely did not even see a darn thing. So OH WELL. I GUESS she's gonna go look at the journals, oooo aaaaa.
GM01/20/2018
—you're able to grab onto one of the branches you knew to be reliable, and it saves you from dropping to the ground painfully.
Welp.
It will probably be difficult to climb the tree after all.
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
Still hanging from the tree, Slot calls out to everyone "We probably shouldn't try this!"
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
"I wasn't planning to!" She looks up from the journals. "Do you need help?"
Walnut the 6th01/20/2018
That does look pretty interesting, but this feeling just won't go away - before she does anything, she'll see if she can't suss out who or what this is, while everyone else is um
doing. whatever
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
Useful Peanut.
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"Nope, I'm good!" Slot calls back, taking advantage of his new found vantage point to look around and see if he can spot where that being watched feeling is coming from
Climate Change01/20/2018
Clima is standing at the edge of the room, looking around for the FUCKING EYES ON THEM. Who the fuck.
GM01/20/2018
Some of you spy with your little eye... a smoky jet-black dragon the size of an 18-wheeler peering at you from atop a bookshelf in the far, darker corner. It oddly doesn't stand out much in a dark corner, which is to say you almost didn't notice it there. Of course you wouldn't.
Then the shadowy dragon realizes it's been noticed, oh yes it does,
so it swoops down with such speed and such force that its landing shatters floorboards and overturns bookshelves, sending books toppling towards all of you.
[Quest OR Bravery roll, YOUR CHOICE, and get 9 or more, to see how you handle everything flying around as a dragon flies down.]
Every one of you are able to get out of the way of falling books, or if you're Slot you're holding onto the tree well enough to keep from falling.
...hold up, sorry, did I say every one of you? Everyone one of you who are not Walnut.
A bookshelf actually falls over Walnut, trapping her—thankfully it landed at an angle so she's not CRUSHED, it's giving her room to peek out from underneath, but her movement is still greatly limited. It's really cramped under there!
The dragon exhales smoke and stares you all down intently. Sulfur steps back, her hands going towards her bombs, and Domino pounds her metal fists together.
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"Uh, hey there, Dragon! How goes it?"
GM01/20/2018
And then suddenly Sulfur is bonked on the head with a book, knocking her out. So, I guess she isn't helping much after all.
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
"Wah! Dragon! Wah! Peanut!" Dusk flailing her hands. and runs over to that bookshelf.
Walnut the 6th01/20/2018
"Fuck -" Why can't her legs seem to catch a break recently?
She tries to pull herself free, at least enough to check on everyone else, to no avail (sadly), so instead she just calls out, "Everybody ok?"
Climate Change01/20/2018
Clima trots over to Dusk, and also to Walnut I guess since that's happening. OK.
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
Dusk tries to lift the bookcase, but she is all leg strength for dancing. "I think Sulfur is napping!" She failed the bookcase lift. :frowning:
Andd turns over to the dragon with her hands on hips. Huff, huff, huffs through that mask!
Climate Change01/20/2018
Clima watches Dusk for a moment or two, before - right when she's turning to look at the dragon (shit), he grabs the edge of the bookcase. Dusk!!! Look!!! He's been working out????
Look at him....
Look how powerful...
He's helping... friend...
He's becoming macho....
GM01/20/2018
The dragon is breathing heavily. It sounds like Darth Vader.
"You intruders... dare slip... into my palace... causing damage... to my beautiful... palace... you deserve punishment..."
That said, Clima, you're SO STRONG that you LIFT THAT BOOKSHELF! Just enough for Walnut to get out. Her followers, who were unable to help in time, are so grateful!
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"Ok, so I may have broken a branch, but the tree is stronger for it! "
GM01/20/2018
"It was so... beautiful... how could you... not a single poem in this room... has ever described the hope... I felt from that tree... and now... I will never find a book... another book... that could describe the hope that tree gave me..."
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
Dusk huffs out, "Well, we didn't see a name or address! How were we suppose to know you lived here? Sorry about that!"
Hmmm.
"I guess you really liked that tree."
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"We could write you another poem, if you wanted it"
GM01/20/2018
The dragon's eyes widen. Then, he almost seems to grin. He hasn't even batted an eye at the trouble Walnut's endured, or the strength Clima's exhibited. All his attention is in one place.
"A poem... yes... make a new poem... and I will not tear you... limb... from limb..."
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
"Why can't you find something else to get you hope?" Dusk head tilts. The poor dragon has bad dice rolls maybe?
GM01/20/2018
"Nothing... gives me hope... not anymore... you silly child wearing a crown..."
His rolls are Very Bad as you witnessed.
In OOC chat.
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
"Oh . . . That is very sad, isn't it? That's not a good feeling at all. Surely there is something that you can find."
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
Slot, still hanging from the branch, moves a hand so he's only hanging from one hand as he brings the other to his mouth to cough and clear his throat. Dramatically. Then, on the spot, he recites:
"Alas, hope was never to be for me--
For I was once stranded with no one to
Find me, lost and alone within the sea
Of my heart, there being nothing to do.
But once I was seen and found, could I now
Turn around and make my way onwards and
See the light that would take me, show me how
To be. No more will I be one who's shunned.
So! This is it! From today, no more shall
I keep my head lowered with my eye sight
Down. I will rise up to hear the chorale.
I will walk forward into the bright light.
So have hope and rise up, Mr. Dragon.
Or else you will be found kind of laggin'."
GM01/20/2018
Shadows float up and around his tail. His beady eyes lock on Slot.
"What an... encouraging poem... but... it deserves a rhythm... if it is to be said aloud... it needs a rhythym... can't someone play... any music, too?"
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"I'm glad you found my poem encouraging!!"
Climate Change01/20/2018
Clima hops up, having set the bookcase aside so that he can pull out his TRUSTY TAMBOURINE. He taps it against the palm of his hand, with a steady rhythm going!!!
GM01/20/2018
"Excellent... now tell me the poem... again... as this fluffy child... beats the plates..."
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
Slot repeats the poem to the banging beat Clima's putting out.
GM01/20/2018
Fuck yeah.
"I am... appeased... but ruin my palace one more time... and you shall be punished..."
With that, and the swoop of his wings, he hovers, making to fly back to the top of the bookshelves like he'd never shown up, even though he toppled part of his own library.
Climate Change01/20/2018
:sparkles:
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
But Dusk shouts out, "We still gotta find you more hope though!"
GM01/20/2018
Hovering in mid air, sending gusts of air, he pauses.
"But... where? Where does one... find hope?"
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
"Um . . . I guess it's different for different people. .I found them with my friends."
GM01/20/2018
"Friends... are of no meaning... to this old dragon..."
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"How old are you?"
GM01/20/2018
"Millenia... Always living in this forest... even long after... the labyrinths took over... merging my forest... with an old library... this lone tree survived... it was... my hope..."
Primrose the Blessed01/20/2018
"Have you tried believing in something? Like, uh...people? Religion? Ideals? The economy?"
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"Wow, finally something older than me...."
GM01/20/2018
"Hmm... I have... not. Religion is nothing to me... people leave me no sense of faith... ideals... my ideals are based upon... this lone tree... this lone tree... this lone tree... but it stands, so my hope can stand, too..."
A pause.
"I was also... hungry... I wanted to eat some of you..."
Climate Change01/20/2018
!
"I have sardines."
Clima pulls out his trusty Pan. Is it time?
Walnut the 6th01/20/2018
"We don't taste good."
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"We're too stringy. I think we'd give you indigestion"
"Also you don't know where we've been"
Walnut the 6th01/20/2018
"We're sweaty!"
Primrose the Blessed01/20/2018
"I know where I've been, dog boy!"
GM01/20/2018
"I could have cooked you... with some chorizo sauce... fried you up... tossed you in a salad... made from the leaves of my tree... remove the gamey taste..."
His small ears perk at Clima's suggestion though...
"Sardines...?"
It's time.
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
"Clima is good at cooking uh huh. I'm sorry people don't inspire you . . . that's what I learned to be inspired by." She flops in a chair (or the floor if there are none) hands in chins. "That's why we're looking so hard to find a cure. What makes the tree so special?"
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
Slot figures he should get out of the tree. So he hops down and settles down next to Dusk.
Climate Change01/20/2018
Clima immediately goes to hop up on the tree branches - he's light and his wings flap to assist him in jumping, so it's easy for him to reach a part of the tree where he can start picking leaves. Salad is a good idea!!!!
Primrose the Blessed01/20/2018
"If I had something left from home it'd be special to me, too."
Climate Change01/20/2018
Once he's finished he's hopping back down to - hm, where should he cook this.
Primrose the Blessed01/20/2018
"It's probably like that?"
Climate Change01/20/2018
Actually, you know what.
He gets the canned sardines and mixes it together on the pan, before lifting it up high to the dragon.
Hey, you.
He doesn't say that, but you know, he's giving him a look.
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
"Oh . . . I guess so." Dusk sighs thoughtfully. "It feels lonely though."
GM01/20/2018
The dragon looks over Dusk first. "A cure... for what...?"
This dragon also acknowledges Primrose. "Yes... I yearn... for my home..."
And, ah, yes. that must be the "give me a fucking fire" look. So, the dragon sets a table on fire with a small spit of flame. Thankfully, it's not the table with the journals! Because that'd be rough.
"The tree... reminds me... of home... none of these shelves... are tall enough... nothing in this new world... is tall enough..."
Climate Change01/20/2018
Well he would have been ok if the dragon just set the entire pan on fire but alright. I guess this meal will actually be decent now.
GM01/20/2018
HE WANTS! GOOD FOOD!!
Good fire for good food!!!!!!!!!!!!
Climate Change01/20/2018
And it is, because the dragon deigned not to live on the edge like Clima does every day of his life - the sardines are Great, and the salad is Tossed.
Once everything is prepared he's dishing up a plate for Dragon!!
Dusk the Best01/20/2018
"Oh, there's a flu or something something plague. I forgot what exactly! But we're gonna help 'em out!" Pauses. "You are pretty tall, I guess that would be hard."
GM01/20/2018
The dragon sniffs the plate. Food??? FOOD????
He scarfs it down in one bite, and though he finished it so quickly, he doesn't seem bothered in the least.
"Delicious... morsel.." And now, on the subject of the plague. "Then... in those journals... there were notes... I read them before... they seemed to discuss disease...? Poison...?"
Climate Change01/20/2018
He's dishing up some for himself too, tbh.
Slut the Rumored01/20/2018
"The disease is caused by poison? Or that the disease is a poison?"
GM01/21/2018
"I do not know... only what I have read... your world... is beyond my own..."
With that, the dragon flies back up to his corner of the library. He's not really watching you anymore, but you could probably get his attention.
The journals, I believe, were nearest to Walnut! Since Walnut had been considering them!
Dusk the Best01/21/2018
Dusk goes to peek at the journals but as she does, she calls out. "You know though, if you ever decide you need to find more hope besides that tree, you can always use me!"
Slut the Rumored01/21/2018
Slot walks towards the dragon's corner and quietly calls up to him, "You know, I kinda know what it's like. I'm not as old as you, but-- I remember the time before labyrinths too"
GM01/21/2018
The dragon acnowledges you with a puff of shadowy smoke. His gaze lingers on Slot before he closes his own eyes...
The first page of the journal... there's a post-it note about Angel Trumpets, but that's not the page it's turned to. No, it's something about "Lesser Celandine." Written neatly, with a fine ink pen, the page reads like someone's notes:
THE LESSER CELANDINE
The Lesser Celandine: A delicate flower with a forgotten scientific name that stemmed from "swallow." Likely because it is a difficult medicine to swallow! This bitter strain is a derivation of the Greater Celandine, a flower that no longer exists on this labyrinthine plane.
The Lesser Celandine is a common medical herb used today to treat nausea, dizziness, and rashes when applied topically.
This is allegedly the opposite of what its extinct relative accomplished, for the Greater Celandine was a source of the ailments that the Lesser Celandine can cure. In that sense, this Lesser Celandine should be known as the GREATEST Celandine, but what comes to question is that the Greater Celandine might have been trying to be great at causing irritable suffering. It is with that consideration that this genus of bitter blossom we know and love today is called the Lesser Celandine.
...will you turn to the next page?
Dusk the Best01/21/2018
Dusk stares hard at that angel trumpet but she does move on...
Slut the Rumored01/21/2018
"It's not bad, being around others again." Slot continues on, "I thought it'll be hard, but they grow on you pretty fast." like a fungus
GM01/21/2018
Like a fun guy. The dragon swooshes his tail again. He seems like he's listening?
The next page... does in fact go on about Angel's Trumpets.
ANGEL'S TRUMPETS
Angel's Trumpet: WARNING! Do not put this anywhere near your mouth! Do not attempt to play it like a trumpet! My colleage's corpse lies six feet away from me because he thought that was a good idea. Rest in peace, Gerald.
There is nothing angelic about Angel's Trumpets. Ingestion of this devil's butt funnel will torment you with symptoms that include hallucinations, paralysis, amnesia, and death. Those who survive escape with a distorted perception of reality. Studies returned that an affected man (not Gerald) deliriously cut off his own nose when he could not remember ever having a nose. However, family of his confirmed that he had possessed a nose since birth.
Naturally, angelic beings are fond of such flowers.
Dusk the Best01/21/2018
Oh...I...see...
GM01/21/2018
Oh, and there is another page to turn to. If that's of interest.
Dusk the Best01/21/2018
Just mindlessly...turns page...
Slut the Rumored01/21/2018
"It'll be hard, in the end, if I live on and they eventually don't-- But I don't think I'd regret being with them, and all the other friends we've made as a Kingdom."
GM01/21/2018
And so you do.
POISON PARSNIP/FALSE PARSLEY
Poison Parsnip/False Parsley: A dual-named plant that is not what it seems. It's a terribly deceptive plant that appears to be a parsnip with parsley stems. A fusion of vegetation people often eat? Wrong. It's not edible at all, for this plant can cause you dangerous harm, leading to issues you could be forced to live with for the rest of your life.
Ingesting this not-a-vegetable will cause seizures, paralysis, and tremors within 15 minutes. It targets the nerves, stressing the body until it squirms uncomfortably. Though not always fatal, full recoveries of the affected's nervous system have never been reported.
This plant's "popularity," rather, the interest in a plant with such a name, resurfaced after the young twin sons of a highly regarded Oracle sacrificed the lives of everyone in their kingdom in order to join the Angelic Cult. Several kingdoms lay ruined in their wake. Their names were "Parsley of the Past" and "Parsnip of the Future."
When you turn to the next page, there are no more... because they have been torn out. And they don't seem to be the torn pages around you. If they still exist, they're elsewhere.
Dusk the Best01/21/2018
Dusk slams the journal shut pretty hard. You're lucky you can't see her face under the mask, but you can probably see that her body has TENSED. UP. TREMENDOUSLY.
GM01/27/2018
Picking up from where we last left off—
You're still standing in that old library, with its knocked over shelves and a (weak) tree sprouted in the middle, reaching towards a hole in the ceiling. The satisfied shadow-dragon looms in its corner, quietly minding its own business now.
Dusk just went through that handy dandy journal!
And Walnut did find a book (rather, a Roll to Find a Book was made and I am Finally Revealing what this book was:)
"A joke book, full of Dad Jokes."
Hm.
I should also add that nobody seems to have found the exit from this room? Not as a call-out, but just as a reminder. Slot tried climbing the tree, but to no avail--it's too weak! Certainly there's another way...?
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
Dusk looks up to the Dragon. "Can I take this?"
GM01/27/2018
The dragon puffs dark smoke through its nostrils.
"You may," he responds, with a low voice. "It does not interest me particularly. But, that reaction... you closed it firmly, was that necessary?"
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
"Did I close it firmly? I must be extra strong, wow!"
GM01/27/2018
The dragon peers over you... and chuckles.
"I think it was something else."
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
...Clutching at the journal, puffed cheeks a little bit. "Just something important. Maybe about the sickness and...............stuff."
GM01/27/2018
"I see... where to from here, young princess? Do you plan to live in this library with the rest of your party?"
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
"It's very nice! But I have my own kingdom where we live . . . but I guess the question is how to leave, isn't it!"
GM01/27/2018
"It is a good question. If you want to go to the basement, I know the exact book you need to pull. However, if you want to go to the floor above, you may want to go through the hole in the ceiling, over the tree there."
He helpfully points with his tail, which probably isn't necessary. It's right there.
Slut the Rumored01/27/2018
Slot, meanwhile, is trying to climb the shelves to sit next to dragon. He gets almost to the top of the shelves before he loses his footing and falls back down to the ground. "Well, that could have gone better"
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
Dusk watches Slot fall. "Hm! I feel like we'd have better luck through the basement unless you help carry us."
GM01/27/2018
That looks like it smarted. Yikes. May the dragon sympathizes...
The dragon, having heard Dusk's words, drops down to Slots side.
"In that case, you may ride upon my back if you can propose a good reason for it. For what reason do you need to go to the second floor?"
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
"Because why not!"
GM01/27/2018
"...I did not realize I was speaking to a child."
Juno the Natural01/27/2018
Meanwhile, Juno is just casually pulling at books on shelves, checking out their titles. The drama was well handled by everyone not them so.
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
"Well, you're also a lot lot lot lot lot lot lot older than me!"
"And a dragon!"
Slut the Rumored01/27/2018
"You get used to it," Slot says in a stage whisper to the dragon.
GM01/27/2018
The dragon offers you a half-hearted stare, Slot.
Then sighs.
"No matter the case. If you would like, I could transport you to the second story."
And the books, Juno, are all strange titles. "Memes for Days!" and "Pictures of Grumpy Cat!" and actually this is a fucking weird library why was a useful journal here??
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
"Oh thank you! You're very nice, aren't you?" She holds up a single butterscotch candy. "You're free to eat this if you'd like! And if you're bored, you can always come visit or live in Halation anytime you want! Dragons are pretty neato!"
GM01/27/2018
"A... candy?"
Hm. Well, he's loweing himself to the ground, to make it easier for peeps to climb aboard.
"How large is Halation? Will my body fit?"
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
"Hmmm, maybe! The sky is always pretty big if you need that extra space. I'd like to think we'll get even bigger someday though!" Scramble bamble on the dragon, clutching that journal awfully tight.
Climate Change01/27/2018
!! Hops onto Mr. Dragon.
Slut the Rumored01/27/2018
Also hops onto dragon
GM01/27/2018
"Only if it is as large as this library will I come." It's a firm statement. This dragon likes his library.
You now command a dragon! HE TAKES YOU ALL INTO THE SKYYY ok not the sky, just the hole through the room.
It leads to...
Well, let's start that over:
The dragon flies you up, and extends his head through the floor of a room that resembles a hotel lobby! It's very bright, very clean. There's seating over there, a cool vending machine near it, and a service counter along the back wall of this small lobby.
And an elevator over there, but everyone knows what those are for. I hope.
A door labeled "Emergency Exit" is to your immediate right, and beside the elevator is a set of stairs leading up?? Maybe up.
The faceless person standing behind the counters looks up at you, then thumbs through their copy of "Daddies Gone Bad!" It looks lewd...
The dragon can't fit through the hole, so he urges you to climb through by climbing his neck, and onto his head.
"This way..."
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
"Oh, I guess it is very difficult for a large dragon to get around. We'll consider that in planning for the future." Dusk nods to herself as she climbs her way through.
Slut the Rumored01/27/2018
"We can make sure we'd have a big enough space for you later!" Slot says as he hops off.
GM01/27/2018
"It is very kind of you... but do not worry."
The dragon catches a glance at the counter attendant, who is still flicking through that book. They don't really care about this odd situation. This might not be unusual.
Juno the Natural01/27/2018
Juno has taken the book out on Grumpy Cat. "Oh, um... before we split ways, when is the return due date for this?"
Climate Change01/27/2018
Clima reaches over to pat the dragon's head, softly murmuring, "Bye, uncle," before he hops off to follow Dusk.
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
"Oh, that looks like a fun book, doesn't it?"
GM01/27/2018
"The librarian died a long time ago, so if you return the book whenever you are done, it should be fine," the dragon remarks.
Clima.
clima, please. The dragon is just like ??? Un??cle???
but he's not opposed to this, this is fine.
Juno the Natural01/27/2018
Juno nods very seriously!! "Then we'll be back, for sure."
Climate Change01/27/2018
Uncle.
Dusk the Best01/27/2018
Dusk looks over back to Clima real fast too. "Oh, you were really strong helping out Peanut earlier!" And with that she waves to the dragon and dashes off galliantly to the faceless person reading the lewd book.