Note: please be as cryptic as possible regarding any specific actions your character takes when discussing them in the game channel to avoid influencing everyone else!
[jerks his hand back, ow. fox makes the executive decision to NOT go into the bad place. he is going to head back through the cave (using Makes Perfect to keep his balance) and look around for something he could put this key into?]
[There don't seem to be any more goblins around! You'll have to be careful with every step you take though, because this tunnel is so cold it's not just ice-- there's frost on the floor for added difficulty. It’s also completely dark. And long.
But you don't fall because you know how to do this by now, and also because Nadeko has the dokis for you!
After a while, you see a very low light further ahead. Once you get there, you can see that it’s actually coming from a door-- the one that glows in a light blue color, though it's fading in real time.
There is another door next to it. This one is frozen solid.]
When your eyes get used to the change from complete darkness to the dim light in this room, you realize that you're now inside a house. There are three children sitting on the floor, looking excitedly at an old man who's sitting on a chair. It’s warm and it smells like someone who knows what they're doing is baking something. You've seen these children before-- it's a blond boy, a blond girl and a black-haired boy.
The blond boy, a child version of Sol, turns around to look at you, and glances at the other two as if to ask them what to do about you. But they are too interested in the old man’s stories to pay attention, so he gives up and stands up to greet you on his own.]
Who are you? Did you come to hear my grandfather’s stories too?
[He nods and pulls up a chair for him! Then he goes back to sit on the floor with his friends.
The black-haired boy (Kirito?) glances back at Fox with suspicion, but Sol waves his hand at him and the other boy shrugs.]
Sorry, grandpa, can you start again?
[The grandfather nods kindly and begins his story again: “Bercouli and the Northern White Dragon.”
Of all the founders of Rulid, Bercouli was the most skilled with the sword, and he served as the first chief guard of the village. He lived there three hundred years ago, a number of stories about his exploits had been passed down and inflated in the telling. This was one of the most fantastical tales about his exploits.
One midsummer day, Bercouli saw a large transparent stone rising and sinking in the Rul River. He fished out the object and was mystified to learn that it was a hunk of ice. Bercouli followed the river upstream until he reached the End Mountains, the very boundary of the human realm, where the river narrowed down until it met the mouth of a massive cave.
Bercouli made his way inside, pushing against the freezing winds that blew out of the cave, and, after braving many dangers, he arrived at the great chamber in the very deepest part. In it, he found an enormous white dragon, which was said to protect all the borders of the human world. When he saw that the beast was sleeping atop an immeasurable mountain of treasure, Bercouli boldly snuck forward and chose a single beautiful sword from the pile: the Blue Rose sword. He carefully picked up the sword so as not to wake the dragon and was about to scamper off for safety when blue roses grew around his feet and locked them in place. He fell over on the spot, and the dragon woke up...
The children look very interested because his grandfather is good at storytelling, unlike this half-assed quote from the books that screams THIS WRITER DIDN'T WANT TO TELL THIS STORY.
The grandfather makes a pause there, and looks at Fox.]
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But you don't fall because you know how to do this by now, and also because Nadeko has the dokis for you!
After a while, you see a very low light further ahead. Once you get there, you can see that it’s actually coming from a door-- the one that glows in a light blue color, though it's fading in real time.
There is another door next to it. This one is frozen solid.]
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You can see nothing inside, you can hear nothing, it's pitch black. Are you going in anyway?]
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When your eyes get used to the change from complete darkness to the dim light in this room, you realize that you're now inside a house. There are three children sitting on the floor, looking excitedly at an old man who's sitting on a chair. It’s warm and it smells like someone who knows what they're doing is baking something. You've seen these children before-- it's a blond boy, a blond girl and a black-haired boy.
The blond boy, a child version of Sol, turns around to look at you, and glances at the other two as if to ask them what to do about you. But they are too interested in the old man’s stories to pay attention, so he gives up and stands up to greet you on his own.]
Who are you? Did you come to hear my grandfather’s stories too?
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--oh. My name is Fox. I was looking for something... well, I suppose I've found it. This is your grandfather's house?
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My grandmother, parents, and my brothers and sister live here. [then, as an afterthought] It's my home, too.
Your name is Fox? Like the animal?
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Indeed. I am quite fond of foxes. Will you introduce me to your family?
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[then-- he looks to the side, as if what he said is bad. but no one seems to have heard. he sighs in relief]
Are you here to meet my family?
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Me?
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And those two are my friends, Alice and Kirito.
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It is nice to meet you, Eugeo. Will you introduce me?
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The black-haired boy (Kirito?) glances back at Fox with suspicion, but Sol waves his hand at him and the other boy shrugs.]
Sorry, grandpa, can you start again?
[The grandfather nods kindly and begins his story again: “Bercouli and the Northern White Dragon.”
Of all the founders of Rulid, Bercouli was the most skilled with the sword, and he served as the first chief guard of the village. He lived there three hundred years ago, a number of stories about his exploits had been passed down and inflated in the telling. This was one of the most fantastical tales about his exploits.
One midsummer day, Bercouli saw a large transparent stone rising and sinking in the Rul River. He fished out the object and was mystified to learn that it was a hunk of ice. Bercouli followed the river upstream until he reached the End Mountains, the very boundary of the human realm, where the river narrowed down until it met the mouth of a massive cave.
Bercouli made his way inside, pushing against the freezing winds that blew out of the cave, and, after braving many dangers, he arrived at the great chamber in the very deepest part. In it, he found an enormous white dragon, which was said to protect all the borders of the human world. When he saw that the beast was sleeping atop an immeasurable mountain of treasure, Bercouli boldly snuck forward and chose a single beautiful sword from the pile: the Blue Rose sword. He carefully picked up the sword so as not to wake the dragon and was about to scamper off for safety when blue roses grew around his feet and locked them in place. He fell over on the spot, and the dragon woke up...
The children look very interested because his grandfather is good at storytelling, unlike this half-assed quote from the books that screams THIS WRITER DIDN'T WANT TO TELL THIS STORY.
The grandfather makes a pause there, and looks at Fox.]
"What do you think happened then, boy?"
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Me? Oh...
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Perhaps he and the dragon did battle?
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"Yeah! Can I tell him who won?"
"Ssssh, Kirito... You're ruining the story!"
"Will you two shut up and let Eugeo's grandp--"
[Sol's grandfather holds out a hand, effectively shutting them up.]
"Who do you think won that battle?"
[The three children turn to look at Fox as well, curious about his reply.]
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