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[curseshit]

You broke the curse! Or well, the weird spanish guy doing magic is on that right now, finishing it up, but the group should be fine. Or fine and fine.

The townsfolk is as confused as you are. Some of them have been under the spell for years. The guards are giving up their weapons as they realize they don't want to fight for this guy. It was all for the money. He used them. If you want to question him while he's still alive you better keep him safe inside the church.

[ mission: deal with the post-traumatic stress. ]

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[ladybirdbook]

The king! Though he's no king of mine.

[ mutters something to herself as she bags her things. pauses to create a dramatic effect. ]

I swear to you as I live and breathe that it was really him. Oi. Couldn't tell you why, but it was him, it sure was. They say he hasn't been seen around these parts since the great war, but it was him.

[wolfsoul]

Are you making this up?

[ it could be just a load of bullshit. ]

[dices]

The King? What King?

[ is it the mercenary boss guy? what the hell. this makes no sense. where's daniel when you need him? someone send him to the library to study this world's history ]

[ladybirdbook]

Ha! You don't the king!

[ psh. hauls the bag to her shoulder and grannyhands past them, shaking her head. ]

Boys these age...

[dices]

Well, we're not from around here. [ steps in front of her so she doesn't go anywhere, but doesn't lay a hand on her ] We have time for a story. You like to gossip, we like to hear it. Win-win.

[ladybirdbook]

[ oh what now. tries to feel her way forward, placing her hand on his crotch oh. leaves it there. ]

The king from the great war, boy. He fought in it. It was a long time ago! They say he has powers like no one else and that he doesn't age.

[wolfsoul]

[dices]

[ jumps back a thousand feet WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU LADY ]

Why would the King help the Duke? You said it yourself, he's useless - what would the King gain with his help?

[ladybirdbook]

Kings do what they please. How would I know, boy?

[ where did the crotch go. ]

[wolfsoul]

[ backing away too. gotta make sure. ]

That's it?

[dices]

[ it still doesn't explain why she wasn't affected, though, but she's just a harmless old lady. a bit crazy, klepto and apparently rapey, but she's not really a threat ]

You sure you don't know anything else?

[ladybirdbook]

I know your stomach felt damn fine, boy. What kind of exercise do you do? I could recommend it to my grandson.

[ she's gonna go now. ]

[dices]

[ screaming internally ]

[wolfsoul]

[ wow uncomfortable. you're gonna trigger me. watches her go. ]

Think any of that was true?

[dices]

[ does that little shiver you do when something grosses you out like a hair at the back of your throat and gags slightly, brushing his stomach to get rid of old lady touch ]

You know how things sometimes are too ridiculous to not to be true? I think this is the case. Besides, she likes to gossip so there must be some bit of truth to it.

[ turns to him ]

You heard about any king?

[wolfsoul]

It's still like my first day in town.

[ shrugs. he has no idea. ]

But if there's a duke there could be a king too.

[dices]

[ well some people walk around for a while before finding the group he could be one of those ]

Maybe we should-- hit the library or something. [ meeeeeeem i don't wanna ] ... Or at least ask Daniel to do it.

[wolfsoul]

[ asking daniel sounds like a plan. ]

[ except it's gonna be awkward. looks away. ]

Yeah, I should probably talk to him at one point.

[dices]

[ sorry i wasn't in on your shoddy affair so just looks at him confusedly and then shrugs, walking to a desk and going through the papers

maybe there's some clue there too ]

[wolfsoul]

[ well he knows all about you and the innkeeper. aaron told him. ]

I'll check the back. You came for the weapons, right?

[dices]

Yeah, but now I'm more interested in finding out what this king guy wanted. It doesn't make sense, you know? That a king would help out a duke without having something in return. Kinda like why a CEO would help out the little guy, you know?

[wolfsoul]

Maybe the duke gave him some of the money he made. The taxes we worked so hard for, remember?

But on the other hand if he's really as powerful as she claims I don't think money is enough of a motivation.

[dices]

Yeah, I don't think so. [ sits on the desk, grabbing some papers ] King beats Duke or something.

[ looks up at him ]

I guess as long as it doesn't affect us it's not our problem, uh?

[wolfsoul]

Yeah, and I'd stay away from royals anyway.

[ nam flashbacks. ]

[dices]

[ shrugs and puts down the papers

let's go get the weapons those are more important anyway ]