Fungus nods “frogs are neat, how’s that being of the land and water I mean “
further into the garden there is a clothesline. Hanging from it are a number of clothing articles one stands out among the shirts and socks. It is a robe but its awestriking beauty is far beyond any normal clothing. Bands of blues, pinks, purples, oranges, reds, and yellow wraps the robe with the light of the sun just over the horizon. “Here it is” Fungus says fondly.
"Right. I've always loved these little guys," Balen gushes at the frogs a bit more before going further into the garden. The clothesline for the most part seemed so ordinary he felt as though he just stumbled upon this guy's chores list until the noticed the shimmering robe and its jarring juxtaposition.
"You're kidding..." He drawled, eyeing the sight. So the old kook's right, huh? Balen mused to himself, Well what do ya know.
"Why don't you put it on and fulfill your prophecy, man?" Balen suggests, "You're the one most excited about it. How come you're giving it to Tildrash, not yourself? You've been keeping it for so many years. How'd you know it's not you?"
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Okay, the world presents some problems and we don't know what to do / You've come to find your feelings aren't exactly what you knew.
Chin up! / Don't bet on sinking ships because they'll turn your chips to trash. / You've got to set your sights and hopes on setting not to crash!
The truth can seem quite bleak if you don't make your plans unfurl / But I would not let that mar my opinion of the world!
Fungus looks confused “I was charged with protecting the robe not bearing it. Tildrash is the one who must carry its burden he is the one with the aura of the first hero.” Fungus takes the robe with reverence “I am but a servant tasked with aiding the heroes, perhaps you will accompany me to taking this to its rightful keeper” he looks to you a wild grin of pure joy on his face.
Fungus looks confused “I was charged with protecting the robe not bearing it. Tildrash is the one who must carry its burden he is the one with the aura of the first hero.” Fungus takes the robe with reverence “I am but a servant tasked with aiding the heroes, perhaps you will accompany me to taking this to its rightful keeper” he looks to you a wild grin of pure joy on his face.
"Suit yourself, I guess. I was thinking with your obsession with it and all you wouldn't have not been tempted to at least try it on?" Balen chuckled. He did a little nonchalant spin, still half-heatedly really caring about this whole weird plan and supposed prophecy, "But I do admire your conviction."
"Sure! Let's go!" He clicks his tongue at Fungus and finger guns him.
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Okay, the world presents some problems and we don't know what to do / You've come to find your feelings aren't exactly what you knew.
Chin up! / Don't bet on sinking ships because they'll turn your chips to trash. / You've got to set your sights and hopes on setting not to crash!
The truth can seem quite bleak if you don't make your plans unfurl / But I would not let that mar my opinion of the world!
You can’t tell where Balen and Fungus could have gone however you remember that the Druids live either by the lake or the woods. So Fungus’s home where they would have gone would be at one of those places.
Fungus neatly folds the robe and puts it in his bag. “Alright let’s get out of here then” he heads towards the latter, dropping seeds for the fairy birds. He speaks to a purple iridescent one with slivery streaks down its back “Ah hello Slyvaylyn, a fine evening isn’t it?” It chirps a song of joy “yes the hero has finally come, we wait no longer” Fungus responds happily before preceding down the latter
Fungus neatly folds the robe and puts it in his bag. “Alright let’s get out of here then” he heads towards the latter, dropping seeds for the fairy birds. He speaks to a purple iridescent one with slivery streaks down its back “Ah hello Slyvaylyn, a fine evening isn’t it?” It chirps a song of joy “yes the hero has finally come, we wait no longer” Fungus responds happily before preceding down the latter
"Well, off we go!" Balen said with a bit of a smugly, sarcastic cheer, twirling his finger up in the air then towards the entrance from which they came. He then shoved his hands into his cloak before giving the place one last goodbye. The garden was quite nice actually- very homey. And he didn't want to entirely go just yet. Maybe he could take a frog with him? Nah, he thought to himself, then he'd actually have to take care of it!
He watched in disbelief as the fairy bird spoke. Is this really happening? Am I really going to help stop the end of the world? Is he... right? Ugh. He didn't really know what to think of this. He felt as though everything was snowballing together and it was starting to really break down the walls on his airy, laid back and dismissive demeanor. Could this really be happening? What do I do if it is? Would I- die? He handled that last question with both surprising relief and unnerving uncertainty. He hated being too much in his own head with things like this.
"Better not forget that oil this time," He quipped as he headed down the ladder.
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Okay, the world presents some problems and we don't know what to do / You've come to find your feelings aren't exactly what you knew.
Chin up! / Don't bet on sinking ships because they'll turn your chips to trash. / You've got to set your sights and hopes on setting not to crash!
The truth can seem quite bleak if you don't make your plans unfurl / But I would not let that mar my opinion of the world!
Fungus walks quickly through the woods eager to give the robe to the chosen hero. “It is a shame that I won’t be able to go with him, I never meet the other two. It is my duty as a Druid to remain here in Elmside, you’ll watch his back for me Balen won’t you?” He looks to you a pleading in his eyes
Boaris walks out of the Leaning Stool completely drunk. Now out into the market square he speaks to you his voice somewhat slurred. “Oi Illdash you look a litle warried what’s da madder?”
Tildrash sets Boaris' arm around his shoulder, pulling the man up to his feet. "Frankly my friend," Tildrash looks down for a minute then turns to Boaris, "I have no idea, but I know that I've gotta go somewhere other than here."
Fungus walks quickly through the woods eager to give the robe to the chosen hero. “It is a shame that I won’t be able to go with him, I never meet the other two. It is my duty as a Druid to remain here in Elmside, you’ll watch his back for me Balen won’t you?” He looks to you a pleading in his eyes
Balen followed the druid out into the woods again, glad to have gotten out of the house without another confrontation from his wife. They really gotta work on that, He thought to himself.
"Sure you're not coming with? Okay." He looked at Fungus with both contempt and a sort of forlorn pity, "I'll have his back for you." This guy has been waiting his whole life for this moment, and he's just gonna give it away? Suit yourself.
"What do I need to do?"
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Okay, the world presents some problems and we don't know what to do / You've come to find your feelings aren't exactly what you knew.
Chin up! / Don't bet on sinking ships because they'll turn your chips to trash. / You've got to set your sights and hopes on setting not to crash!
The truth can seem quite bleak if you don't make your plans unfurl / But I would not let that mar my opinion of the world!
“Well first we’ll have to get back to Tildrash, I’ll explain then, thank you for doing this to follow your destiny is a hard thing though you have possibly done something far more difficult. You are doing right not simply because you must but because you can. That means a lot to me” exiting the woods you walk through the outskirts of town and into the market, making your way to the barbershop.
Tildrash looks to Boaris laughing, "This is my home friend, I just need to go out there and do something. And I'll come back, don't worry." Tildrash starts carrying Boaris with his arm on Tildrash's shoulder, "Where exactly is your home again, my memory has been kind of foggy today with all that's been going on." Tildrash chuckles a little bit.
“Well first we’ll have to get back to Tildrash, I’ll explain then, thank you for doing this to follow your destiny is a hard thing though you have possibly done something far more difficult. You are doing right not simply because you must but because you can. That means a lot to me” exiting the woods you walk through the outskirts of town and into the market, making your way to the barbershop.
Balen listened in with a thumbs up. It was the following destiny part that his mind started to wonder. He wasn't used to this type of praise and it made him a bit squeamish. "Oh no problem" was all he managed to say out. His contrasting feelings about this man bubbled up in his mind. Though he hated the sort of 'sage' superiority Fungus had, he also felt bad for the amount of life work he put into this robe just to let go. This caught him off guard and he didn't know whether to joke, be snarky, or genuinely thank him ('it means a lot' gave him a little sort of boost of self-confidence).
He followed Fungus to the barbershop and called out "Tildrash! We're back" when they arrived.
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Okay, the world presents some problems and we don't know what to do / You've come to find your feelings aren't exactly what you knew.
Chin up! / Don't bet on sinking ships because they'll turn your chips to trash. / You've got to set your sights and hopes on setting not to crash!
The truth can seem quite bleak if you don't make your plans unfurl / But I would not let that mar my opinion of the world!
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"Right. I've always loved these little guys," Balen gushes at the frogs a bit more before going further into the garden. The clothesline for the most part seemed so ordinary he felt as though he just stumbled upon this guy's chores list until the noticed the shimmering robe and its jarring juxtaposition.
"You're kidding..." He drawled, eyeing the sight. So the old kook's right, huh? Balen mused to himself, Well what do ya know.
"Why don't you put it on and fulfill your prophecy, man?" Balen suggests, "You're the one most excited about it. How come you're giving it to Tildrash, not yourself? You've been keeping it for so many years. How'd you know it's not you?"
Okay, the world presents some problems and we don't know what to do / You've come to find your feelings aren't exactly what you knew.
Chin up! / Don't bet on sinking ships because they'll turn your chips to trash. / You've got to set your sights and hopes on setting not to crash!
The truth can seem quite bleak if you don't make your plans unfurl / But I would not let that mar my opinion of the world!
"Thank you," Tildrash looks for Dew
Fungus looks confused “I was charged with protecting the robe not bearing it. Tildrash is the one who must carry its burden he is the one with the aura of the first hero.” Fungus takes the robe with reverence “I am but a servant tasked with aiding the heroes, perhaps you will accompany me to taking this to its rightful keeper” he looks to you a wild grin of pure joy on his face.
The doctor nods in respect before heading in to clean up. Dew is not in the hospital or anywhere in sight around.
Tildrash sighs and walks out into the market, I’m going to roll for perception to see if I can find any trace of where Balen and Fungus went: 12
"Suit yourself, I guess. I was thinking with your obsession with it and all you wouldn't have not been tempted to at least try it on?" Balen chuckled. He did a little nonchalant spin, still half-heatedly really caring about this whole weird plan and supposed prophecy, "But I do admire your conviction."
"Sure! Let's go!" He clicks his tongue at Fungus and finger guns him.
Okay, the world presents some problems and we don't know what to do / You've come to find your feelings aren't exactly what you knew.
Chin up! / Don't bet on sinking ships because they'll turn your chips to trash. / You've got to set your sights and hopes on setting not to crash!
The truth can seem quite bleak if you don't make your plans unfurl / But I would not let that mar my opinion of the world!
You can’t tell where Balen and Fungus could have gone however you remember that the Druids live either by the lake or the woods. So Fungus’s home where they would have gone would be at one of those places.
Fungus neatly folds the robe and puts it in his bag. “Alright let’s get out of here then” he heads towards the latter, dropping seeds for the fairy birds. He speaks to a purple iridescent one with slivery streaks down its back “Ah hello Slyvaylyn, a fine evening isn’t it?” It chirps a song of joy “yes the hero has finally come, we wait no longer” Fungus responds happily before preceding down the latter
"Well, off we go!" Balen said with a bit of a smugly, sarcastic cheer, twirling his finger up in the air then towards the entrance from which they came. He then shoved his hands into his cloak before giving the place one last goodbye. The garden was quite nice actually- very homey. And he didn't want to entirely go just yet. Maybe he could take a frog with him? Nah, he thought to himself, then he'd actually have to take care of it!
He watched in disbelief as the fairy bird spoke. Is this really happening? Am I really going to help stop the end of the world? Is he... right? Ugh. He didn't really know what to think of this. He felt as though everything was snowballing together and it was starting to really break down the walls on his airy, laid back and dismissive demeanor. Could this really be happening? What do I do if it is? Would I- die? He handled that last question with both surprising relief and unnerving uncertainty. He hated being too much in his own head with things like this.
"Better not forget that oil this time," He quipped as he headed down the ladder.
Okay, the world presents some problems and we don't know what to do / You've come to find your feelings aren't exactly what you knew.
Chin up! / Don't bet on sinking ships because they'll turn your chips to trash. / You've got to set your sights and hopes on setting not to crash!
The truth can seem quite bleak if you don't make your plans unfurl / But I would not let that mar my opinion of the world!
Tildrash decides the best course of action would be to simply wait
Fungus walks quickly through the woods eager to give the robe to the chosen hero. “It is a shame that I won’t be able to go with him, I never meet the other two. It is my duty as a Druid to remain here in Elmside, you’ll watch his back for me Balen won’t you?” He looks to you a pleading in his eyes
Boaris walks out of the Leaning Stool completely drunk. Now out into the market square he speaks to you his voice somewhat slurred. “Oi Illdash you look a litle warried what’s da madder?”
Tildrash turns too him, "Ah, nothing friend. I'm just thinking about tomorrow."
“Oh wats marrow?” He starts falling over clinging to you for support
Tildrash sets Boaris' arm around his shoulder, pulling the man up to his feet. "Frankly my friend," Tildrash looks down for a minute then turns to Boaris, "I have no idea, but I know that I've gotta go somewhere other than here."
Balen followed the druid out into the woods again, glad to have gotten out of the house without another confrontation from his wife. They really gotta work on that, He thought to himself.
"Sure you're not coming with? Okay." He looked at Fungus with both contempt and a sort of forlorn pity, "I'll have his back for you." This guy has been waiting his whole life for this moment, and he's just gonna give it away? Suit yourself.
"What do I need to do?"
Okay, the world presents some problems and we don't know what to do / You've come to find your feelings aren't exactly what you knew.
Chin up! / Don't bet on sinking ships because they'll turn your chips to trash. / You've got to set your sights and hopes on setting not to crash!
The truth can seem quite bleak if you don't make your plans unfurl / But I would not let that mar my opinion of the world!
“Well first we’ll have to get back to Tildrash, I’ll explain then, thank you for doing this to follow your destiny is a hard thing though you have possibly done something far more difficult. You are doing right not simply because you must but because you can. That means a lot to me” exiting the woods you walk through the outskirts of town and into the market, making your way to the barbershop.
“Naht hair? whair youer goin?” Boaris asks confused “hom?”
Tildrash looks to Boaris laughing, "This is my home friend, I just need to go out there and do something. And I'll come back, don't worry." Tildrash starts carrying Boaris with his arm on Tildrash's shoulder, "Where exactly is your home again, my memory has been kind of foggy today with all that's been going on." Tildrash chuckles a little bit.
Balen listened in with a thumbs up. It was the following destiny part that his mind started to wonder. He wasn't used to this type of praise and it made him a bit squeamish. "Oh no problem" was all he managed to say out. His contrasting feelings about this man bubbled up in his mind. Though he hated the sort of 'sage' superiority Fungus had, he also felt bad for the amount of life work he put into this robe just to let go. This caught him off guard and he didn't know whether to joke, be snarky, or genuinely thank him ('it means a lot' gave him a little sort of boost of self-confidence).
He followed Fungus to the barbershop and called out "Tildrash! We're back" when they arrived.
Okay, the world presents some problems and we don't know what to do / You've come to find your feelings aren't exactly what you knew.
Chin up! / Don't bet on sinking ships because they'll turn your chips to trash. / You've got to set your sights and hopes on setting not to crash!
The truth can seem quite bleak if you don't make your plans unfurl / But I would not let that mar my opinion of the world!