It was just kinda cold.
Ok. It’s as I fears - there’s a bit of Slumber stored here, but not enough for what we need. You’ll need to go to the Intellect district.
“You mistake me. I am not an Author - You should know this. I am merely his Scribe. And besides… my lot is well and truly cast with Bat. Who do you think let Bat the Notblades? I’d rather not let them fall into your hands.”
It’s Rebus you’re fighting, right?
@Bird Furious
@Dragonheir
Aeon looked at the button in Rebus’ hand, and snorted. She waved her hand. “No sir!”
The button quite suddenly ran out of power, and then, also quite suddenly, jammed itself.
AND THEN YOU FIXED IT
The jump in numbers was fixed when you named a reason without progressing the numbers.
ALSO
@CoderDrag0n8
WHAT DID YOU DO
I ADDED THREE REASONS
2230 WAS DEFFA NOT THE RIGHT NUMBER
IT SHOULD BE AT 2236 for the next
NONONO
*STAB*
*STAB VERY MUCH*
*hiss*
THOU LIEST! I CHALLENGE THEE TO COMBAT OF THAT KIND WHICH DOTH BE THE MOST MORTAL! DEATH BE UPON THEE, FOUL HERETIC! THY LIFE IS FORFEIT!
2231: FIX THE FREAKING NUMBERS @Doomslug the Arcane THEY WERE ALREADY ALRIGHT
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2232: Lose all intelligence and reason and start eating fishy eggs just to say that you are better than mere peasants.
2233: Use snail snot to color your clothing.
Aeon glared at Bat. “ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME!? I THINK YOU’RE QUITE RUDE AND CAN IN FACT JUST GO DIE!”
She huffed, kicked a non-existent rock, and sat down in the corner, glaring at him while brooding.
“Domination. The usual. Yadda yadda yadda.”
Well, the Notblades weren’t actually real, and were rather excited from Bat’s emotional rollercoaster, so they broke some of the laws of nature. Pain is better at that, but I think they’ve been discussing it together enough for Illusion to pick up a thing.
He gained all sorts of insights in its, but Wrath was lazy. It seemed to be mutating and giving itself superpowers to better infect things.
Oh yes it was. He should really read up on what a Notblade is.
“I know, child.”
Her cloak, still discolored, was washed of the blood. Instead, small embroidered flowers took its place.
Keep this cloak with you. I have placed a little bit of myself within.
Without the Slumber, you can’t possibly overtake that Chaos that claimed the world.
I am afraid not. The Slumber… it can be tricky.
@Spark of Hope
Mirth continued.
“Question - since you’ve started roleplaying yourself, is this character you, or is it just another character?”
to that edit you just made
”Ya do be da welcome.”
Instead of talking further, Mirth just hugged her.
You don’t, I’m afraid. It’s a terrible bother - in fact, you were probably sent here to harvest some of the Slumber.