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Twilight Night
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>okay you know how long you're transformed like this, so you know how long the other are too!
What kind of hedge wizard do you take me for? My potions are permanent. After all, what good is temporary humiliation when I can make it last forever?! Ha ha ha!
Sure, getting myself transformed wasn’t something I’d planned on, but I can fix that later. The enormous fortune I’ll get upon my victory will be more than enough to pay for a cure!
>First, insult his facial hair!
“Hey, Fouler, did you get that name for your beard? It’s like a torn-up rug with a thick layer of dusty rot!”
“Ooh, Elkettio’s bringing the heat today, folks! But is our hero perturbed? Hardly!”
>Well, he wants to pull you closer and you're a "root nymph". Put down roots to prevent him from doing that.
Aha! Perhaps this body can be put to good use. Let’s see, what muscles do the root thing? Is it gradual, or…? Oh, oh, there we go! Oog, this sensation is… odd, but my roots seem to be nice and snugly burrowed into the ground, now. I can even feel the dirt’s nutrients flowing into me! Weird.
>pull him by his whip
>yank on the whip
“You realize whips are, like, the worst weapons, right? They’ll sting and cut if you're lucky, but then they’ll wrap around something and you'll just be disarmed.” I yank on the whip, pulling it out of his hands. “Like so! What now, Fouler?”
“Well, folks, it looks like Elkettio’s one step ahead of me!” Fouler sighs. “But wait! What’s that?”
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