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I'm being spoken to by a cracked artifact in Player's clothing that contains a multitude of voices which will spout advice, orders and inanities in semi-equal measure. Nobody else can hear it but the holder, so I'd better be careful about how I react and what I say out loud while in the presence of others.
Hello Miss K. Hope that thought train gave you some much-needed explanation. Doesn't look like Player had the presence of mind to tell you about us, so you owe him a moderate ass-kick.
We'll explain later. Right now, Player is in some potential trouble with the local guards for breaking into the dungeon. It wasn't ill meant, he just wanted to continue adventuring, and he got some nifty loot and information out of the deal. He'd appreciate your help if you're willing to give it.
>Ditch Player, join Miss K.
Some loyalty you're showing, Seven.
>Powerful fate manipulation device.
In your dreams. Or rather, we might be elsewhere. It seems doubtful we're that powerful here.
>The orb can heal, every shard works as the real deal.
Sounds like wishful thinking to me. The orb here's got a crack, from what I recall, so it doesn't seem like it would heal.
>Matchmaking attempts.
Can't you guys let up for a second, at least? Until this current situation blows over?
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