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"Where did that one come from?"
🕑 Added 2023-05-25 01:24:35 +0000 UTCRebecca asked, eyeing the communication device.
"Ash Marten gave it to me," I replied. "Don't you remember?"
"I do remember," she insisted, "and it was a drinking flagon with a handle and everything."
"Yes, precisely," I stated, holding it up for her to examine.
"Oh," Rebecca grunted after a few seconds. "I guess I was looking at it from the wrong angle."
"It's useless anyway," I sighed. "To make it work, I need the full set. They are a pair, tuned and linked with a very specific Gramarye. Hmm... I might be able to apport this one's mate from Ash like I did his scrying orbs. How exactly did I do that though? As I recall, I was trying to impress Vernier, and did it entirely without thinking. Could that be the secret? Never thinking about anything? It sounds sort of Gnostermonger-ish, like something Adoyret Sam would say."
"Why shoot," Burnside guffawed. "If the secret to success was never thinkin, you'd already be Emperor by now. Haw!"
"Quiet you," I scowled.
I paused a moment to reflect. Ash had seemed almost pleased when I managed to steal the orbs from him, but taking the communication mug just might make him mad. He was treacherous enough in a good mood; I shuddered to think of what he'd do if he was angry. Also, like it or not, he was technically working for me, so it made sense to have an easy method of contact with him. Come to think of it, where was Ash right now and what was he doing?
"Can't you just make a new set of Talk-O-Tumblers?" Rebecca interrupted my reverie.
"What-O-what now?" I mumbled as my thoughts evaporated.
"Talk-O-Tumblers," Rebecca repeated. "That's what we used to call them when I was a child. If this is a new invention for elves, that's what you should call them!"
"Tell-O-Cups," Petunia corrected. "The device is called a Tell-O-Cup."
"No, it's a Stringy-Thingy," Gretchen insisted.
"We just quacked really loud when we wanted to talk long-distance," Chloe shrugged.
"Never mind about the name," Rebecca declared, shaking her head. "I was asking, why can't you just build a new set? They're made out of everyday household items with what looks like a little bit of magic slapped on."
"I could probably do that," I murmured thoughtfully. "I will need to analyze the Gramarye involved, gather materials, make a working prototype and test it ..."
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>Adler: Analyze the Gramarye so that you can recreate it. Apport some materials from the surrounding woods and transform them into the materials you need. Eventually you have a duplicate set of... You know, Rebecca was right, you really should name these things. The coven's suggestions were serviceable, but they lacked that certain "je ne sais quoi" that it needs to be elfy. Hmmm... Aha! From this moment forward these devices shall be known as "Mumble-Mugs". What do they think? >Coven and Burnside: Uhhhh... >Adler: Heh-heh. Yeah, you know how it is. So amazing that they're rendered speechless. Well, enough admiring your own creativity and industriousness. You need to try and recreate the Gramarye on these things. Ash stated it was simple when he gave the first to you, magically connecting the two strings together. >Ixie: You quickly approach Adler before he can proceed. You salute and state that you have more information on Reverend O'Hoppity. Your findings are very dark indeed. >Adler: What's wrong? He can't possibly be untouchable. Everyone has dark secrets. Everyone is guilty of something, you just have to dig around to find it. >Ixie: Oh yes, he does indeed have a secret. It's just that what the Reverend is guilty of is far darker than you could have ever imagined. You shudder as you remember what you saw. >Adler: A sense of dread wells up in you as you ask what it is. >Ixie: Reverend O'Hoppity is guilty of the greatest sin that a man of the cloth from any faith could ever possibly commit. >Adler: Your eyes widen in horrified realization. No, she can't possibly mean... >Ixie: Indeed, it is regrettably so... Reverend O'Hoppity is a partaker and practitioner of... Shadow Puppet Shows. >Coven: You all collectively gasp in shock and horror. >Burnside: Even one as unseelie as you is disgusted by this revelation. >Adler: By Fuma! Such a thing should be unthinkable for a man of faith. Are there no depths to that man's depravity? >Rebecca: Oh Fuma. Oh Fuma. You think you're going to be sick. The man who has been preaching to you and your family your entire life was partaking in... Shadow Puppet Shows the whole time?? You feel unclean. >Adler: Well, it seems like the stakes have been raised. As a seelie elf sworn to the service of Lady Fuma you cannot allow this decadent rot to continue and spread. For the good of everyone Reverend O'Hoppity must be taken down.
Major Matt Mason
Oh, just apport a pair from [Stranger's River].com already!
