WEEK 5: CYOA (CLEMENTINE, LUP, JEANNE, ALPHINAUD)

[retellers]

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[evocationary]

[ she also brings her hand up to cover her nose, but she doesn't have sleeves, so she just suffers. ]

... Almost, uh, don't want to look on the other side, but. [ she gestures at the door, and goes to push it. two noodley elves try to open a door. ]

[arcsplainist]

Nor do I. [ His voice is muffled from how hard he presses his sleeve against his face, but the disgust is clear as can be. ] Unfortunately...

[ Much as he dreads to find out what is emitting such a foul stench, Alphinaud steps up to help her shove the door open. Noodle elf powers, activate... ]

[retellers]

[ The door is slowly pushed open with their combined noodle efforts.

There are... a lot of meat. Just rotting on the ground. It's piles and piles of rotting meat, except even with that, the smell still doesn't seem quite like just rotting meat? Weird.

There's also something shuffling slightly in the corner. ]

[evocationary]

[ ???

why is there meat.

she holds onto her sword... and scoots closer into the room, standing in front of alphinaud. what is the shuffling thing. ]

[arcsplainist]

[ Lup may notice the scuttling thing, but Alphinaud doesn't, too distracted by both the sight and the smell being revolting enough that he has to take a step back, suppressing a strangled noise. Pray for his stomach. ]

By the Twelve... It is absolutely rancid.

[retellers]

[ Lup will be able to tell that it seems to be some sort of creature with greenish white pale skin and a very large head, just scuttling around. It seems to be poking some of the rotting meat. ]

[evocationary]

[ oh, gross. ]

Uh - I am willing to bet... that is not the king. [ lup says, taking a step back towards the stairs. ]

[arcsplainist]

I... I hope not.

[ Gods. Gods. ]

... It is not hostile, is it?

[retellers]

[ The creature pauses it's rustling, and slowly turns towards them. It doesn't have a face, but they will get a feeling that it's staring straight at them. ]

[evocationary]

[ AAAAAAAA

lup immediately takes another step back. but her curiosity... ]

Hey! Are you - what are you?

[arcsplainist]

[ aaaaaa ]

Can it even answer us, Ruby?

[retellers]

[ It cannot answer, but it takes a step closer. And then another. And another.

And then, with the third step, it... suddenly looks like a normal, teenage girl? She smiles. ]

Or, sorry. I got lost!

[evocationary]

[ EXCUSE ]

... You... got lost. [ she does not take her hand off her sword. she glances back at alphinaud, totally unnerved. ] Answer my question, Sméagol, who or what are you?

[arcsplainist]

[ what the f- ]

... Yes, who?

[retellers]

[ She blinks, her expression turning confused. ]

Sma... ggle? [ Who. But her smile returns after that. ] I'm just one of the guests. I was searching for somewhere to freshen up... now, if you'd excuse me, I need to find the rest of my party.

[ She is just going to try to squeeze by them, don't mind her. ]

[evocationary]

Freshen up with - what, the piles of rancid meat, I --

[ well that's fine she's just going to like immediately zoom over to the side to make sure it doesn't touch her? nope nope nope

hissing at alphinaud: ] Should we just let it go?

[arcsplainist]

[ He'll answer that by immediately grabbing the girl's arm—formerly weirdass skittering creature or not—to tug her back, preventing her from leaving. ]

Not so fast. There was a barrier here you would have needed to move. Purposefully.

[retellers]

[ She just tilts her head, directing her attention at Alphinaud. ]

There was no barrier. Are you lying to me?

[evocationary]

[ she just goes ahead and pulls out her sword, waiting for alphinaud to answer. ]

[arcsplainist]

[ After pointedly glancing to the stone they had pushed aside minutes ago, Alphinaud narrows his eyes at her. ]

Do you not see where we are?

[retellers]

That's... a door?

[ Her smile is getting a little strained, but she will try one more time to get past them. ]

[evocationary]

No, I think you, uh. Need to stay down here, actually.

[ she shifts, standing like she's ready for a fight. ]

[arcsplainist]

[ There's a pause, then finally, Alphinaud lets go of his grip on her arm. ]

... No, she may leave. Ere you do, however, allow me one last question: does a "reset" mean aught to you?

[retellers]

[ Her smile vanishes for a second, but then it returns rather quickly as she addresses Alphinaud. ]

Hopefully it happens again. We can get so much information from it, if we just allow the king to do what they want.

[evocationary]

[ yeah okay just let the no face large head monster go free, that's fine. ]

We don't have any resets left, lady. [ her grip tightens on her sword. ] So we're, uh, we're not letting the king do what they want.