The inside of the hut is bigger than it appears on the outside. The same wood covers the walls and floors with a set of stairs in the back. Sitting on a gold diamond-patterned rug in the middle of the room is an iron cauldron full of water, a light bubbling heard from it. On the left wall, two shelves lay, one holds several miscellaneous potion, the other filled with spellbooks. "Just lay them down on the floor, then I can work my magic"
She begins a ritual, the room goes dark (yet seeable), the cauldron bubbles to life, a dim aura surrounds each of the ten soldiers. The hag speaks up Draconic chants. As time passes, the aura on the minotaurs grows stronger until it swallows them. The hag stops chanting, the room lights up, the aura disappears, and ten humans lay where the minotaurs used to be. Some of them begin to wake up "Ugh, my mouth tastes like fur" one is heard saying "How did I get here?" another asks
Marrick approaches kneeling down, Hey there guys. You are safe, but what do you last remember?
All of them remain silent, and then "I remember" you hear, it was the chief. He brings himself to his feet, then bows down to the king and princess "Your majesty, terribly sorry for the trouble me and my men have caused." He turns back to you "Before you freed us, when I was under the beast's control, I was commander of his troops, he even told me this dire news; He plans to annihilate Bonemere in two weeks, including its citizens, the royal family, and now, you guys. After that he is going to build a new civilization in his likeness. It will be worse than it sounds."
”Well that sounds pretty bad already, I don’t know if you saw what you were changed into, but it wasn’t pretty.” The Visage shudders at the thought of this new ugly civilisation, before turning to her companions. “We have to stop the beast, before he robs us of all beauty in the world. Chief, while you were under his command, did you find any weaknesses? Anything he’s scared of? Anything he desires?”
”Well that sounds pretty bad already, I don’t know if you saw what you were changed into, but it wasn’t pretty.” The Visage shudders at the thought of this new ugly civilisation, before turning to her companions. “We have to stop the beast, before he robs us of all beauty in the world. Chief, while you were under his command, did you find any weaknesses? Anything he’s scared of? Anything he desires?”
"Well, I don't know if he has any weaknesses, nor does he have any fears. But there is one desire he has; the other eight Spellbook Staffs, his own creations. However, they were hidden across the kingdom, and corrupted sorcerers control them. Arcana Castle is where the Arcane Beast rests, but it is blocked off, the gate under a magic seal, and climbing over the wall is a bad idea, so we can't reach him yet."
”Hey Enra, didn’t you say the staff of abjuration is in those woods. - if we get a hold of it, we might have the power to defeat the beast, or at least something to bargain with.”
”Hey Enra, didn’t you say the staff of abjuration is in those woods. - if we get a hold of it, we might have the power to defeat the beast, or at least something to bargain with.”
"Indeed I did, but remember, it is too dangerous at night."
"I have some room" she walks over to the stairs, knocks on it, then a small hallway appears before you, nine rooms lined up on it "Pick any room you like"
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"...Mirandah. Good night, oh, if you have any more soldiers for me to revert, just let me know with this." She hands you a sending stone "Just know these rituals are limited. This first one is on me, but you'll have to pay me to do more rituals. One more thing, I've made a few too many potions lately, would you guys like to buy one from that shelf over there?" She points at the shelf full of potions. Persuasion: 4
Thank you, Mirandah. In case we need your ritual again how much would you need? Looking over at Visage Marrick nods Aye, some unusual potions could prove interesting.
"Hm, something unusual? Let's see..." She looks through the shelf of potions, looking through the bottles "Potion of poison... Philter of Love... Potion of Fire Breath, Potion of Growth... ah! Why not this Potion of Gaseous Form. 60E for it."
The inside of the hut is bigger than it appears on the outside. The same wood covers the walls and floors with a set of stairs in the back. Sitting on a gold diamond-patterned rug in the middle of the room is an iron cauldron full of water, a light bubbling heard from it. On the left wall, two shelves lay, one holds several miscellaneous potion, the other filled with spellbooks. "Just lay them down on the floor, then I can work my magic"
She begins a ritual, the room goes dark (yet seeable), the cauldron bubbles to life, a dim aura surrounds each of the ten soldiers. The hag speaks up Draconic chants. As time passes, the aura on the minotaurs grows stronger until it swallows them. The hag stops chanting, the room lights up, the aura disappears, and ten humans lay where the minotaurs used to be. Some of them begin to wake up "Ugh, my mouth tastes like fur" one is heard saying "How did I get here?" another asks
Marrick approaches kneeling down, Hey there guys. You are safe, but what do you last remember?
All of them remain silent, and then "I remember" you hear, it was the chief. He brings himself to his feet, then bows down to the king and princess "Your majesty, terribly sorry for the trouble me and my men have caused." He turns back to you "Before you freed us, when I was under the beast's control, I was commander of his troops, he even told me this dire news; He plans to annihilate Bonemere in two weeks, including its citizens, the royal family, and now, you guys. After that he is going to build a new civilization in his likeness. It will be worse than it sounds."
”Well that sounds pretty bad already, I don’t know if you saw what you were changed into, but it wasn’t pretty.” The Visage shudders at the thought of this new ugly civilisation, before turning to her companions. “We have to stop the beast, before he robs us of all beauty in the world. Chief, while you were under his command, did you find any weaknesses? Anything he’s scared of? Anything he desires?”
Gilgin Hardhammer - Mountain Dwarf Cleric (Forge Domain) - Icewind Dale
Petal - Forest Gnome Druid (Circle of the Land - Forest) - Unsung Heroes of Embera
"Well, I don't know if he has any weaknesses, nor does he have any fears. But there is one desire he has; the other eight Spellbook Staffs, his own creations. However, they were hidden across the kingdom, and corrupted sorcerers control them. Arcana Castle is where the Arcane Beast rests, but it is blocked off, the gate under a magic seal, and climbing over the wall is a bad idea, so we can't reach him yet."
”Hey Enra, didn’t you say the staff of abjuration is in those woods. - if we get a hold of it, we might have the power to defeat the beast, or at least something to bargain with.”
Gilgin Hardhammer - Mountain Dwarf Cleric (Forge Domain) - Icewind Dale
Petal - Forest Gnome Druid (Circle of the Land - Forest) - Unsung Heroes of Embera
"Indeed I did, but remember, it is too dangerous at night."
“Well, then maybe we could stay here, if our new friend would oblige?” She looks towards the hag with her sweetest smile.
Gilgin Hardhammer - Mountain Dwarf Cleric (Forge Domain) - Icewind Dale
Petal - Forest Gnome Druid (Circle of the Land - Forest) - Unsung Heroes of Embera
"I have some room" she walks over to the stairs, knocks on it, then a small hallway appears before you, nine rooms lined up on it "Pick any room you like"
Marrick nods his gratitude, Thank you,... he trails off hoping to get her name.
"...Mirandah. Good night, oh, if you have any more soldiers for me to revert, just let me know with this." She hands you a sending stone "Just know these rituals are limited. This first one is on me, but you'll have to pay me to do more rituals. One more thing, I've made a few too many potions lately, would you guys like to buy one from that shelf over there?" She points at the shelf full of potions. Persuasion: 4
”What sort of potions do you have? Jinny and I have a lot of healing magic - have you brewed anything a little nore... unusual?”
Gilgin Hardhammer - Mountain Dwarf Cleric (Forge Domain) - Icewind Dale
Petal - Forest Gnome Druid (Circle of the Land - Forest) - Unsung Heroes of Embera
Thank you, Mirandah. In case we need your ritual again how much would you need? Looking over at Visage Marrick nods Aye, some unusual potions could prove interesting.
"Hm, something unusual? Let's see..." She looks through the shelf of potions, looking through the bottles "Potion of poison... Philter of Love... Potion of Fire Breath, Potion of Growth... ah! Why not this Potion of Gaseous Form. 60E for it."
Marrick's perks up when she lists off the potions, Uh did you say potion of growth? I might be interested in that one ma'am. How much?
"Yes, I did, that would be 30E for it."
Perfect thank you ma'am. He hands her the money.
(Emblems are gold right?)
Yes
Stuffing the potion is his bag Marrick will turn from the hag and head to an unclaimed room, resting for the night.