"Chocolate frogs? Candied frogs? Frog tarts? Come on, be a little more specific!" He laughs joyously.
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"In life? About 370. I didn't keep a very good count." (he speaks in a German accent, by the way, I just don't want to write his text phonetically)
Jøken speaks up, his soft voice bearing an accent slightly similar to a Danish one. "In Gøblenheim, a common dessert is a candied raw cave newt. I think they want something like that but with frogs."
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"Interesting. Any royalty?"
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"Ah. I hope you leave us less evil eldritch monsters." (he looks like a man with metal teeth in a 1930s-style pinstriped suit.)
"I'm doing just dandy! How about you, my beloved cousin?"
“As do I. You haven’t seen any lanky masked creatures clad in chains dragging innocents into the forest to devour them, have you?”
<Well… I’m trying my hardest to stay out in nature right now. Helps me stay calm.>
"Unfortunately not. Very unusual, as I spend a lot of time in the forest and am usually very perceptive."
"Ah, nature. I live in the Feywild, where there is nature all around. It is truly a wonderful place, even if I do spend most of my time in my magical candy factory."
"Chocolate frogs? Candied frogs? Frog tarts? Come on, be a little more specific!" He laughs joyously.
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"In life? About 370. I didn't keep a very good count." (he speaks in a German accent, by the way, I just don't want to write his text phonetically)
Jøken speaks up, his soft voice bearing an accent slightly similar to a Danish one. "In Gøblenheim, a common dessert is a candied raw cave newt. I think they want something like that but with frogs."
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"Interesting. Any royalty?"
"Interesting! You must show me sometime!" He holds up the crook of his candy cane to his mouth and blows, causing a pink bubble filled with candied frogs to float out. It grows bigger and bigger, floating over the children before popping, showering them in raw candied frogs.
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"No. I was an executioner for the people, not the royals themselves, despite what the title 'royal executioner' implies."
"Ah. I hope you leave us less evil eldritch monsters." (he looks like a man with metal teeth in a 1930s-style pinstriped suit.)
"I'm doing just dandy! How about you, my beloved cousin?"
“As do I. You haven’t seen any lanky masked creatures clad in chains dragging innocents into the forest to devour them, have you?”
<Well… I’m trying my hardest to stay out in nature right now. Helps me stay calm.>
"Unfortunately not. Very unusual, as I spend a lot of time in the forest and am usually very perceptive."
"Ah, nature. I live in the Feywild, where there is nature all around. It is truly a wonderful place, even if I do spend most of my time in my magical candy factory."
“Then perhaps they are hiding…” Thirteen seals the jar and turns quickly to Sytosc. “Who did you say you were? Wait, you didn’t. Who are you?”
<A… magical… candy… factory…?>
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Unfortunately not. Very unusual, as I spend a lot of time in the forest and am usually very perceptive."
"Ah, nature. I live in the Feywild, where there is nature all around. It is truly a wonderful place, even if I do spend most of my time in my magical candy factory."
“Then perhaps they are hiding…” Thirteen seals the jar and turns quickly to Sytosc. “Who did you say you were? Wait, you didn’t. Who are you?”
<A… magical… candy… factory…?>
"Sytosc, High Critic for the Great Ones. They adore mortal cuisine, so I was sent to find the greatest of it."
"Oh, yes! We've got everything we need to make the best candies in the Feywild! Let me tell you, it takes most of my power to prevent espionage from the two courts."
"Interesting! You must show me sometime!" He holds up the crook of his candy cane to his mouth and blows, causing a pink bubble filled with candied frogs to float out. It grows bigger and bigger, floating over the children before popping, showering them in raw candied frogs.
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"No. I was an executioner for the people, not the royals themselves, despite what the title 'royal executioner' implies."
The goblin children cheer, and begin rapidly eating all of the candied frogs. Jøken attempts to snag a few for himself, but is only able to grab one.
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"Hmm. Whad methods did dü employ?"
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"Unfortunately not. Very unusual, as I spend a lot of time in the forest and am usually very perceptive."
"Ah, nature. I live in the Feywild, where there is nature all around. It is truly a wonderful place, even if I do spend most of my time in my magical candy factory."
“Then perhaps they are hiding…” Thirteen seals the jar and turns quickly to Sytosc. “Who did you say you were? Wait, you didn’t. Who are you?”
<A… magical… candy… factory…?>
"Sytosc, High Critic for the Great Ones. They adore mortal cuisine, so I was sent to find the greatest of it."
"Oh, yes! We've got everything we need to make the best candies in the Feywild! Let me tell you, it takes most of my power to prevent espionage from the two courts."
“Interesting. Yes… yes, you might be just what I need to figure this out.“
<Two courts?> Pch’Ptah sits up slowly. <Who might they be?>
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The goblin children cheer, and begin rapidly eating all of the candied frogs. Jøken attempts to snag a few for himself, but is only able to grab one.
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"Hmm. Whad methods did dü employ?"
Uncle Pastel sneaks a couple to Jøken from his sleeve.
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"Mainly the sword, as was common practice at the time. My assistant typically prodded and roared at them as they were brought to me. The purpose of an execution is to put on a menacing show, not to provide a gruesome death."
"Sytosc, High Critic for the Great Ones. They adore mortal cuisine, so I was sent to find the greatest of it."
"Oh, yes! We've got everything we need to make the best candies in the Feywild! Let me tell you, it takes most of my power to prevent espionage from the two courts."
“Interesting. Yes… yes, you might be just what I need to figure this out.“
<Two courts?> Pch’Ptah sits up slowly. <Who might they be?>
"I hope you don't plan on harvesting my organs for magical detectors or something. I may have many, but it would make me very uncomfortable to have to share them."
"The Summer and Gloaming courts. The Summer court loves society, while the Gloaming court loves individuality. They both provide a modicum of protection from the other, but they both rejected me because I am part hag."
Uncle Pastel sneaks a couple to Jøken from his sleeve.
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"Mainly the sword, as was common practice at the time. My assistant typically prodded and roared at them as they were brought to me. The purpose of an execution is to put on a menacing show, not to provide a gruesome death."
"Oh, uh, thanks?"
The children have started fighting over the last few frogs.
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"Indeed. In Gøblenheim, it is traditional to kill off rivals very publicly, to the extent that assassination is considered shameful."
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"Sytosc, High Critic for the Great Ones. They adore mortal cuisine, so I was sent to find the greatest of it."
"Oh, yes! We've got everything we need to make the best candies in the Feywild! Let me tell you, it takes most of my power to prevent espionage from the two courts."
“Interesting. Yes… yes, you might be just what I need to figure this out.“
<Two courts?> Pch’Ptah sits up slowly. <Who might they be?>
"I hope you don't plan on harvesting my organs for magical detectors or something. I may have many, but it would make me very uncomfortable to have to share them."
"The Summer and Gloaming courts. The Summer court loves society, while the Gloaming court loves individuality. They both provide a modicum of protection from the other, but they both rejected me because I am part hag."
“NO! That’s gross! If I needed organs, I could get them from the many, many undead I can summon at a moment’s notice. No, I need you to help me find a way to bait these creatures. They are called Others, and each one has a specific hunger that can never be quenched.“
<What’s a hag?>
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I hope you don't plan on harvesting my organs for magical detectors or something. I may have many, but it would make me very uncomfortable to have to share them."
"The Summer and Gloaming courts. The Summer court loves society, while the Gloaming court loves individuality. They both provide a modicum of protection from the other, but they both rejected me because I am part hag."
“NO! That’s gross! If I needed organs, I could get them from the many, many undead I can summon at a moment’s notice. No, I need you to help me find a way to bait these creatures. They are called Others, and each one has a specific hunger that can never be quenched.“
<What’s a hag?>
"I was never a skilled hunter, but I can try. I've picked up some knowledge of the art in my centuries of talking to experienced chefs and suppliers."
"It's a type of Fey. Very ugly. Usually evil. My mother was a rust hag, a type that is very skilled with machines and firearms."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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Jøken walks over to Uncle Pastel, followed closely by 8 very young goblin children.
Skriggle walks up to Fischer, and pokes their arm/leg (depending on height). "I see you're reading about executioners?"
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
*I’VE BEEN CALLED JOBRO, MY LIFE IS FULFILLED*
”I do not plan to drink it. I am going to use it to find a few evil eldritch monsters created by Tharizdun.”
<Hey, you’re the candy guy. How ya doin’?>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"My, my! What a lot of cousins I've found! What would you like, nieces, nephews, both, others, and in-betweens?"
The purgatorian turns his honey-crystal-covered head. "Yes. I was an executioner in life, some 400-odd years ago."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Ah. I hope you leave us less evil eldritch monsters." (he looks like a man with metal teeth in a 1930s-style pinstriped suit.)
"I'm doing just dandy! How about you, my beloved cousin?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
All of the children at once yell, "Frogs!"
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Skriggle nods a bit. "How many did dü execute?"
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
"Chocolate frogs? Candied frogs? Frog tarts? Come on, be a little more specific!" He laughs joyously.
-----
"In life? About 370. I didn't keep a very good count." (he speaks in a German accent, by the way, I just don't want to write his text phonetically)
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“As do I. You haven’t seen any lanky masked creatures clad in chains dragging innocents into the forest to devour them, have you?”
<Well… I’m trying my hardest to stay out in nature right now. Helps me stay calm.>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Jøken speaks up, his soft voice bearing an accent slightly similar to a Danish one. "In Gøblenheim, a common dessert is a candied raw cave newt. I think they want something like that but with frogs."
------
"Interesting. Any royalty?"
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
"Unfortunately not. Very unusual, as I spend a lot of time in the forest and am usually very perceptive."
"Ah, nature. I live in the Feywild, where there is nature all around. It is truly a wonderful place, even if I do spend most of my time in my magical candy factory."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Interesting! You must show me sometime!" He holds up the crook of his candy cane to his mouth and blows, causing a pink bubble filled with candied frogs to float out. It grows bigger and bigger, floating over the children before popping, showering them in raw candied frogs.
-----
"No. I was an executioner for the people, not the royals themselves, despite what the title 'royal executioner' implies."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Then perhaps they are hiding…” Thirteen seals the jar and turns quickly to Sytosc. “Who did you say you were? Wait, you didn’t. Who are you?”
<A… magical… candy… factory…?>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Sytosc, High Critic for the Great Ones. They adore mortal cuisine, so I was sent to find the greatest of it."
"Oh, yes! We've got everything we need to make the best candies in the Feywild! Let me tell you, it takes most of my power to prevent espionage from the two courts."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The goblin children cheer, and begin rapidly eating all of the candied frogs. Jøken attempts to snag a few for himself, but is only able to grab one.
------
"Hmm. Whad methods did dü employ?"
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
“Interesting. Yes… yes, you might be just what I need to figure this out.“
<Two courts?> Pch’Ptah sits up slowly. <Who might they be?>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Uncle Pastel sneaks a couple to Jøken from his sleeve.
-----
"Mainly the sword, as was common practice at the time. My assistant typically prodded and roared at them as they were brought to me. The purpose of an execution is to put on a menacing show, not to provide a gruesome death."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I hope you don't plan on harvesting my organs for magical detectors or something. I may have many, but it would make me very uncomfortable to have to share them."
"The Summer and Gloaming courts. The Summer court loves society, while the Gloaming court loves individuality. They both provide a modicum of protection from the other, but they both rejected me because I am part hag."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Oh, uh, thanks?"
The children have started fighting over the last few frogs.
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"Indeed. In Gøblenheim, it is traditional to kill off rivals very publicly, to the extent that assassination is considered shameful."
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
“NO! That’s gross! If I needed organs, I could get them from the many, many undead I can summon at a moment’s notice. No, I need you to help me find a way to bait these creatures. They are called Others, and each one has a specific hunger that can never be quenched.“
<What’s a hag?>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Are these your children?? They're all very cute."
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"Must be a hard time for the executioners. I heard Gøblenheim is one of the largest countries on this plane."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I was never a skilled hunter, but I can try. I've picked up some knowledge of the art in my centuries of talking to experienced chefs and suppliers."
"It's a type of Fey. Very ugly. Usually evil. My mother was a rust hag, a type that is very skilled with machines and firearms."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels