"Sadly I'm running low on gold but that clock would be useful as long as it doesn't call dragons. If we have enough time we could rent a room at the closest inn, or a love motel I think that's cheaper but don't get the wrong idea. Hmh".
“A basic powerup for your sword would be costing you 300 gold. A powerup plus a little something extra, like elemental affinity would be costing 500.” The man says with absolutely no trace of fear or uncertainty in his tone. It seems like he’s actually used to be threatened.
“Sorry deary, summoning Dragons or nothing I’m afraid. Also, I believe your guardians already bought rooms for the night for you’re entire group. Wouldn’t want to step on their toes by buying your own or anything.” The old lady finishes with yet another of her signature cackles.
Ary looks at her own hair while gasping, she turns around looking at Boba "Really? You know how hard it was to brush my hair this morning?" Ary tried to dry her hair with her bare hands.
Boba shrugs her shoulders and responds “That’s what you get for checking out the goods before needing them. You would only have to go through that once if you used the potion like every other person in the multiverse uses healing potions.” She concludes, adapting the sarcastic grand mother tone of voice.
“You speak the command word, I can set it for you once you pay, and sword erupts with your chosen element. Varieties include fire, cold, thunder, and poison.” The salesmen concludes confidently.
“A basic powerup for your sword would be costing you 300 gold. A powerup plus a little something extra, like elemental affinity would be costing 500.” The man says with absolutely no trace of fear or uncertainty in his tone. It seems like he’s actually used to be threatened.
“Sorry deary, summoning Dragons or nothing I’m afraid. Also, I believe your guardians already bought rooms for the night for you’re entire group. Wouldn’t want to step on their toes by buying your own or anything.” The old lady finishes with yet another of her signature cackles.
"Alright whatever, you heard the woman. Let's go back to the tavern".
"Well she's kinda like my grandmother, a very weird grandmother. By the way, take a sip of these bottles. Don't take too much tho". Ary hands both potions to Crispy as they walk.
She takes them carefully from Ary as they walk. One looked like tap water, the other, foggy. She takes a slight sip of the potions, unaware of what might happen.
"This isn't going to turn me into a-" She begins to say.
When you drink the potion that is smoking slightly, water suddenly starts pouring from your head, specifically the top of your skull. You look something like a human fountain, and it frankly feels quite disterbing. You feel slightly healthier, and even more hydrated.
When (and if) you drink the second potion, the one that looks like simple tap water in a fancy glass vial, you suddenly and uncontrollablably start singing a lullaby that was important to you in your early childhood, and start monolouging about the most memorable memory you have that concerns that lullaby in a distant and mechanical tone. You feel slightly healthier after drinking.
"..turn me into a.." Crispy began but immediately stopped as she felt water suddenly start to pour from the top of her head, it felt..disturbing. "BLbpThh!" was all she could say, and what sounded like a "What the-?!"
But then it stopped. She had sipped the second potion shortly after the first one and suddenly had an uncontrollable urge to whisper a song..and she did.
“Sleep long, sleep tight. It is best to wake up late. The hardship will teach you soon, while the day turns to night, that people feel love, loss, sadness and longing."
"That was the night I ran from my bed and hid under the tub, the first time, when I was six, my father found a club and dragged me out from under the tub and beat me until he broke my bones and I screamed and screamed till my voice was no more."
She stood there for a moment, as if, silently, remembering a painful, horrible memory of her past. She began to shiver for a moment as she stopped singing. Her knuckles were white, her eyes were glassy and transparent, and she felt far away, in the past. The song was something her mother used to whisper in her ear in bed - before her father came, all drunk and abusive, with his club in his hand. With a yelp, she managed to snap out of it. Her hands were shaking a bit. Strangely, she felt hydrated and a bit healthier after that.
"What the Hells.." She whispered, looking around, a bit white in the face.
Crispy startled as Ary came close to her, quickly returning into the present. She jolted at the words, and after looking into Ary's eyes, her fear slowly dissapated. She gave her a weak smile.
"It's ok." She said, breathing out - her hand touched her shoulder. "You had no idea. I know you didn't mean it. I'm a mess inside. I carry lots of..baggage..inside. My life has been mostly a mess. It's ok. Really."
She looked at her for a moment, took a deep breath. "Do you know how long it takes me to comb my hair?" She laughed weakly, deflecting.
Ary takes a deep breath, closes her eyes and says: "Listen, I'm really sorry. I shouldn't be doing stuff like that. I just tried to see what would happen. But it looks like these healing potions have some kind of random side effects".
"I know that you come from another realm and we don't know each other quite well, but you can trust us if you need someone to talk to. Believe me on this". She says while letting go of her.
"Sadly I'm running low on gold but that clock would be useful as long as it doesn't call dragons. If we have enough time we could rent a room at the closest inn, or a love motel I think that's cheaper but don't get the wrong idea. Hmh".
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'Why is your hair suddenly wet?" Crispy observes. "And I have money if you need it., Ary."
“A basic powerup for your sword would be costing you 300 gold. A powerup plus a little something extra, like elemental affinity would be costing 500.” The man says with absolutely no trace of fear or uncertainty in his tone. It seems like he’s actually used to be threatened.
“Sorry deary, summoning Dragons or nothing I’m afraid. Also, I believe your guardians already bought rooms for the night for you’re entire group. Wouldn’t want to step on their toes by buying your own or anything.” The old lady finishes with yet another of her signature cackles.
Ary looks at her own hair while gasping, she turns around looking at Boba "Really? You know how hard it was to brush my hair this morning?" Ary tried to dry her hair with her bare hands.
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well, what would this "elemental affinity" entail?
Monolith seems genuinely curious.
Boba shrugs her shoulders and responds “That’s what you get for checking out the goods before needing them. You would only have to go through that once if you used the potion like every other person in the multiverse uses healing potions.” She concludes, adapting the sarcastic grand mother tone of voice.
“You speak the command word, I can set it for you once you pay, and sword erupts with your chosen element. Varieties include fire, cold, thunder, and poison.” The salesmen concludes confidently.
Monolith seems excited but realizes he doesn't have the gold on hand for the salesman so says to him:
I'll get fire. I will leave this with you (indicating the sword) and fetch the gold, when I am satisfied with your work I'll give it to you.
"Alright whatever, you heard the woman. Let's go back to the tavern".
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"After you!" Crispy says, holding out her arm, still a bit stunned from the whole exchange. She give a polite nod to Boba in farewell.
"Bye Boba, next time try to bring a normal clock". She says as she leaves the store.
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"I couldn't help but notice that I think you know Boba from somewhere. Or..someplace." Crispy mentions slyly to Ary.
"Well she's kinda like my grandmother, a very weird grandmother. By the way, take a sip of these bottles. Don't take too much tho". Ary hands both potions to Crispy as they walk.
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She takes them carefully from Ary as they walk. One looked like tap water, the other, foggy. She takes a slight sip of the potions, unaware of what might happen.
"This isn't going to turn me into a-" She begins to say.
When you drink the potion that is smoking slightly, water suddenly starts pouring from your head, specifically the top of your skull. You look something like a human fountain, and it frankly feels quite disterbing. You feel slightly healthier, and even more hydrated.
When (and if) you drink the second potion, the one that looks like simple tap water in a fancy glass vial, you suddenly and uncontrollablably start singing a lullaby that was important to you in your early childhood, and start monolouging about the most memorable memory you have that concerns that lullaby in a distant and mechanical tone. You feel slightly healthier after drinking.
"Maybe a bird like a Bluejay or a humming bird". She says while looking at Crispy's reactions.
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"..turn me into a.." Crispy began but immediately stopped as she felt water suddenly start to pour from the top of her head, it felt..disturbing. "BLbpThh!" was all she could say, and what sounded like a "What the-?!"
But then it stopped. She had sipped the second potion shortly after the first one and suddenly had an uncontrollable urge to whisper a song..and she did.
“Sleep long, sleep tight.
It is best to wake up late.
The hardship will teach you soon,
while the day turns to night,
that people feel love, loss, sadness and longing."
"That was the night I ran from my bed and hid under the tub, the first time, when I was six, my father found a club and dragged me out from under the tub and beat me until he broke my bones and I screamed and screamed till my voice was no more."
She stood there for a moment, as if, silently, remembering a painful, horrible memory of her past. She began to shiver for a moment as she stopped singing. Her knuckles were white, her eyes were glassy and transparent, and she felt far away, in the past. The song was something her mother used to whisper in her ear in bed - before her father came, all drunk and abusive, with his club in his hand. With a yelp, she managed to snap out of it. Her hands were shaking a bit. Strangely, she felt hydrated and a bit healthier after that.
"What the Hells.." She whispered, looking around, a bit white in the face.
"Oh no... I didn't mean it, I-I'm so sorry. Look at me sweetie, it's okay ¿are you okay? ".
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Crispy startled as Ary came close to her, quickly returning into the present. She jolted at the words, and after looking into Ary's eyes, her fear slowly dissapated. She gave her a weak smile.
"It's ok." She said, breathing out - her hand touched her shoulder. "You had no idea. I know you didn't mean it. I'm a mess inside. I carry lots of..baggage..inside. My life has been mostly a mess. It's ok. Really."
She looked at her for a moment, took a deep breath. "Do you know how long it takes me to comb my hair?" She laughed weakly, deflecting.
Ary takes a deep breath, closes her eyes and says: "Listen, I'm really sorry. I shouldn't be doing stuff like that. I just tried to see what would happen. But it looks like these healing potions have some kind of random side effects".
"I know that you come from another realm and we don't know each other quite well, but you can trust us if you need someone to talk to. Believe me on this". She says while letting go of her.
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"Arc, you should be careful with those potions as well, I suggest you test them at the tavern. On private".
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