Chapter 2: Hither
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"I could leap over them, possibly," the Harengon volunteers. "Assuming they're asleep long enough for me to cross, free Sir Talavar, and return."
- Muskrat
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Shiloh says, "Well, the first question is if my spell will be powerful enough to put them to sleep. The second question is if all that will take you under a minute." She taps her foot. "I think we should try putting them to sleep and working within the time frame that gives us. If that doesn't work out, we can use Quill's idea as a plan B."
- RorytheRomulan
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"Got it. I'll be ready if they don't fall asleep again." She backs away from the snakes in a generous angle, ostensibly to get into position and ready her magic.
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Shiloh hops around on one foot while quietly chanting the words of the spell at the two huge snakes.
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"Sir Talavar, I presume?" Trixie addressed the pixie dragon. "Let me see if I can get you out."
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Shiloh suddenly stops and says, "Blast, I just realized my spell is probably not powerful enough to put even one of those snakes to sleep." She looks guiltily at Quill. "I think we may need to follow your plan."
- RorytheRomulan
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"Crap on a log. I can manage them. No problem at all. Keep your distance, okay?"
Quill's words seem to be self-reassuring rather than outwardly helpful as she works herself up to executing the plan as she laid out: moving just barely within range of the opposite corner of the tower - putting her closer to the snakes than she would like - to start with waking up the snakes using illusions of a wild pig's call of distress.
Then, luring the snakes away opposite from her as they wake, using images of wild pigs.
Quill's words seem to be self-reassuring rather than outwardly helpful as she works herself up to executing the plan as she laid out: moving just barely within range of the opposite corner of the tower - putting her closer to the snakes than she would like - to start with waking up the snakes using illusions of a wild pig's call of distress.
Then, luring the snakes away opposite from her as they wake, using images of wild pigs.
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Quill stalks forward as silent as she can, to get into the best position to lure away the giant snakes. Early on she accidentally steps on some hidden thing that lets out a croak of alarm and rushes away, but the napping serpents don't seem to notice. So even after a moment of panic, she is able to get where she intended to without being detected.
Visualizing in her mind the sound she wants to make, Quill casts her illusionary spell. A satisfyingly realistic porcine squeal sounds loudly from the spiky thorns a stones throw away from the snakes. They immediately perk up, their tongues lashing the air. More piggy cries of distress sound off further away, and the guards give chase. Soon enough they are out of line of sight. The way to the tower's door is clear!
Trixie gets out her tools, and expertly fits them appropriately into the lock. She feels around for the shape of the locking mechanism, and is pleased to find it primitive and easily navigable.
Surprisingly as she applies skilled pressure, the lock refuses to budge. She changes positioning of her tools, and no movement. She pulls out bulkier tools to apply more pressure, and nothing budges in the slightest. Trixie looks quizzically at the imprisoned Sir Talavar and the little violet dragon sighs. "Apologies, noble rescuer. But it appears that my captor has used magic to keep me imprisoned, rather than using purely mundane means. The goblin Jingle Jangle used a key to lock me in, so perhaps it is magic of some sort. My intelligence has her home atop Telemy Hill, not too far from here."
He shakes his small head in despair. "I fear that I will not live to report to the Summer Queen that Zybilna has been overthrown by the Hourglass Coven. The hags have grown more powerful than we had ever dreamed."
He shakes his small head in despair. "I fear that I will not live to report to the Summer Queen that Zybilna has been overthrown by the Hourglass Coven. The hags have grown more powerful than we had ever dreamed."
Rule Number 12: "A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head."
- RorytheRomulan
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Quill breathes a sigh of relief as the snakes disappear on their hunt, and whispers a thank-you to her fraternal mentor.
She walks back to Shiloh and Jack and says, "There we go, that's done it. How's Trixie doing?" She looks up at the balloon wreck for any sign of their fairy friend or whatever progress she might have made.
She walks back to Shiloh and Jack and says, "There we go, that's done it. How's Trixie doing?" She looks up at the balloon wreck for any sign of their fairy friend or whatever progress she might have made.
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Shiloh looks up and frowns. "It's taking her longer than it seems like it should." She calls up, "Trixie, we've drawn the snakes away, at least for now. I'm going to come up and see if I can give you a hand." Cautiously, she enters the tower door and begins making her way up, remaining alert to any dangers within.