thalassino | RPG event - Quest NPC Contact

[She nods. It did seem to take a little while when she and Darkleer had been trying to get rid of those weed things.]

It takes a little longer than I'd like. It made me feel slow.

[This kid ain't so bad! He's not sure why the mom was having so much trouble with him.]

For hours on end, the four heroes wandered down the yellow brick path. It seemed like it would go on forever and ever. As the sun began to set, the Wasted Witch began to fret and worry, sticking close to the Pied Strider as if hoping he'd protect her. Or maybe she just wanted to use him as a human shield if danger were to arise. She was a witch, after all, so takin' advantage of other people was in her nature.

And then, appearing before them so suddenly it was like it came outta nowhere, was a house. Big, majestic... Almost like a mansion. The yellow brick path led right to its front door and Lil Cal Riding Hood grinned excitedly. "This is it!" he called. "This is where the Huntsman lives!" Lil Cal ran up to the front door to knock, but as he did, the Pied Strider lagged behind just long enough to see a wolf darting away from the back of the house. He exchanged a meaningful glance with the young Knight, who'd seen it too. Was it just a coincidence, or had the wolf paid a visit to the Huntsman as well?

Lil Cal Riding Hood knocked on the door once, twice, three times... But there was no response. "Maybe he's out hunting," the Wasted Witch suggested carefully. "That is what huntsmen do." But the young Knight shook his head, saying it was unsafe to hunt in the Enchanted Forest at this time of day. They should get inside the house as well, because twilight was turning fullblown nightfall. Lil Cal Riding Hood jiggled at the handle and the door swung open at his touch. It wasn't locked.

Throwing one last cautious glance into the darkness of the forest, they entered the Huntsman's house.

[She glances boredly at Fai, then nods.]

Leave it on the table, please.

These are my treasures!

[He looks pretty proud of himself. He probably has more treasure than anyone in Vatheon!]

Oh, a story? Okay. Umm, you can sit on my bed with me. Just don't step on anything.

Well, let an old man teach you a little trick, then.

[He reaches out and pats her head gently. He can choose to simply impart the ability if he wants to, but he does so love watching people panic and try to fight the minotaur and figure it out themselves. He can't do that to a little girl though.]

I call it "Bend Time".

[She's run out of stories, and it's the only thing that gets him to sit still long enough to fall asleep. He is a good boy, he just has a very active mind and body. Still, after sitting still for this long, he's starting to feel the wear and tear of the day a bit. He climbs under his blanket and watches Bro, still listening carefully.]

[Fai is very careful and then plops himself down on the bed.] They look like very important treasures. But you know..treasures like these aren't something that will make you happy forever. You have to learn what the truly valuable treasures are and keep them close to you always. Treasures that go far beyond that of physical items.

[He nods and sets it down then looks back over with a smile.] If you need any other help, just let me know.

Wait what? [Minako is confused and also didn't know that.]

[If this story involves someone getting rid of their treasures, he's not interested!]

I'm not getting rid of my treasures!

Yeah! If any of you guys die, the nurses will bring you back! It's way easier than waiting to be a baby all over again. That would be SO boring.

[DUH Minako, didn't you read the brochure?]

That's not quite what I meant. I'm just saying that I think there is one very important treasure that is missing. But I don't think it will fit in this room.

Hey! Being a little kid can be fun you know.

[She skimmed it. What is reading?]

Are you gonna tell me a story or not?

[He'll just organize his piles while Fai decides.]

I am a kid, it's boring! I wanna grow up and go on adventures!

[OH RIGHT! He was training! He starts jumping on his bed again. Gotta train those muscles!]

Actually that leads into the story~

It all began in a kingdom where two princes resided. They were the best of friends..twin brothers born under an unfortunate star. The loved each other very much but they also fought at times, like any good brothers do. But no matter what they always knew that they would be together forever. They were sure of it.

Until one day they had a great fight. The older twin had left his treasures out just like this and the younger twin had gotten hurt. They were angry and so demanded that a great tower be built so they wouldn't have to fight over treasure any longer. The elder twin played in the highest room of the tower, while the younger stayed at the bottom. They could hear each other only if they shouted.

[Fai watches the boy to make sure he is listening.]

After many many years of playing alone in the tower, the treasures started to rust and wear away from being played with alone. You see..a magic spell had been placed on them that said if they weren't enjoyed by two people, then they would disappear along with the treasure that was most valuable. Once the elder twin learned of the curse, he searched desperately amongst the piles for that most valuable treasure but it was no where to be found.

It was then that he began to realize that the most valuable treasure was not there with him. That the key to keeping his treasures shiny, was to enjoy them with another. That most valuable treasure, was the brother he had lost. You see..no one else in the kingdom had that brother! That's why he was the most valuable. He could be claimed only by one.

But by then it was too late. The treasures wasted away because they were too plentiful to be loved by just one. But both boys were too proud to admit they were wrong or forgive the other. So they stayed separated..feeling more and more alone as their treasures wasted away.

Then one day the younger boy came down with a strange illness. He grew very sick. So sick that he couldn't play with his toys or shout at his brother. The tower became quiet. The older boy shouted for his brother but there was no response. Then suddenly a white note floated into the room. It read..

I'm sorry we have been apart for all these years. I missed being able to play with you, dear brother. But it seems my time is at an end. I wish I could have seen you one last time but we were both too proud. You will always be my greatest treasure.

The boy cried out for his twin but it was too late. Suddenly all the anger he had felt because of that fight years ago no longer seemed so important. All he wanted was to see his brother, and that was a wish that could not be granted. He lost all that time that he could have spent making memories with a brother he would never see again. For you see..on this kingdom sickness and death were permanent. The boy would never return to life again.

Eh?! Being a kid isn't boring, you can still go on adventures and have fun. When you grow up it gets boring and lame.

[Well, don't fall asleep just yet, kid. Bro's getting to the good part, now.]

The place was dark and silent. Our four heroes wandered through the halls, calling for the Huntsman, but there was no reply. They entered the kitchen to find a weird sight. On the ground were the Huntsman's clothes, but there was no Huntsman! The Pied Strider and the young Knight exchanged glances again, but it was the Wasted Witch who broke the silence. "A wolf got to him first!" she shrieked like a hysterical maniac. "He was eaten and all that was left were his clothes!"

Everyone hung their shoulders. "With the Huntsman gone, who will help us gather up the wolves?" Lil Cal Riding Hood asked in a timid voice. "And who will keep me company?" the Wasted Witch chimed in, giving a loud, dramatic wail. "Who will organize rad dance parties?" the young Knight wondered aloud. But the Pied Strider wasn't listening. His gaze was on the clothes, as something was stirring within. So he sank down to one knee, reached inside the Huntsman's shirt and pulled out a big ol' nasty frog. Green, slimy, smelly and covered with warts.

The other three backed away in horror, but not the Pied Strider. He set the frog down on the table to watch it and then he understood. It wasn't a frog at all, it was the Huntsman. The wolves had put a spell on him so that he couldn't help the Pied Strider and his friends seal them away. He explained it to his friends, who shook their heads helplessly. "Great," said the young Knight. "That's just as bad as him being eaten. How's he supposed to help us as a frog? He can't hold a gun, or a crossbow, or even an axe."

It was the Wasted Witch who came up with a solution. Drunk and whiny as she was, she was wise when it came to magic spells. "It's said that a kiss of the One True Badass can undo frog transformations." Everyone stared at her like she was a moron. See, the One True Badass was a myth that was told far and wide. It was said that when the need was greatest, the One True Badass would emerge from the populace and save the day. Of course, it was just that- a myth. But the Wasted Witch shook her head and insisted that it was real. It was a prophecy made by the wisest seer and it would come to pass the very next day.

"But if the seer predicted the One True Badass would meet a person turned into a frog, that could mean the One True Badass is one of us!" Lil Cal Riding Hood deduced. Because what were the chances of someone else being turned into a frog recently, right? "Let's all try kissing the frog and see what happens!"

The Wasted Witch immediately backed away, making a face like this- [Bro makes an overly disgusted face at the kid, before continuing with the story.] "No way am I going to kiss a stinky old toad! Being the One True Badass isn't worth that kind of torture!" So she stood by the side as the other three lined up to kiss the frog.

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