RPG event - Quest NPC Contact

[thalassino]

◣ Quest NPC Contact ◢

Below is a place to thread out quick little conversations with the NPCs that aren't worth an entire log. Vatheon's staple NPCs will have postings here, and all the other new quest NPCs will simply be listed under the "Quest NPCs" comment header. Please put in the subject line which quest you're talking with an NPC about!

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[bethehugejerk]

[She... really hit it on the head, didn't she? Karkat's head tips forward as his hand rises up, until face meets mitten in holy union.]

Fuck me with the gaudy end of my own staff. I really am a cleric, aren't I? I am that pathetic asshole that loves his team even when I wish I could strangle them with their own severed brain stems.

[But what she says--it makes sense. And sure, Karkat has more than his share of moments where the doubt is ridiculous in its consuming nature, but he keeps coming back, for the team, for the people he cares about.]

Because if you give up you're going to die like the sorriest cullbait to ever fetch up outside the caverns, right? Just go with me on that, it's a troll thing. But if that's the thing you call faith, then--yeah, I can manage that. If I have to pull it out my own ass I will find it somewhere.

Is that everything? And don't do the sarcasm thing again.

[thalassino]

[Oh, brain stems, nice one. She won't do the sarcasm thing again, she kind of likes Karkat now.]

That's everything. The rest is just you keeping your head. Oh, and from one cleric to another?

[She leans forward.]

If you level up enough, you might be able to show them what for eventually. Keep at it.

[bethehugejerk]

[It's not like they're using them, the way it seems sometimes.]

[He nods to the first answer, but the second draws a raise of an eyebrow.]

Got it. I would have kept at it anyway - I'm not questing just for shits and giggles - but the goal should help the motivation department.

And I'll give you one back. From one idiot-herder to another, try not to give into the urge to let your party do each other in through their own terminal cases of dipshittery. They're better use to you alive, and not just for keeping you from dying too.

But with my patience for emotional truths expressed through RPGs exhausted for time being, I'm out. Good luck with the healer gig.

[He waves, and turns to leave.]

[thalassino]

[There might be some hope for new blood among healers yet, most she meets now break down crying once they realize what their job entails. She actually bothers to wave as he leaves.]