There was much of the complex left unexplored.. at least, unexplored by the visitors. SAINT was going through and making sure things were 'safe', but also probably cataloging things. It did show them to one storage room, however, which had more of Waddles' family in it. Most of the pieces were smaller than a trunk though.
Aviri was able to find some new clothes that fit, even if they were all basically robes. At least they were fancy robes, and all had the Z motif embroidered into them. There was also a wide-brimmed wizard hat. Unlike a witch's, the point was a bit more floppy and curved.
Lin had her net full of puzzle boxes as well, which Trilup helped lug around. Now it was just a matter of getting the haul back to the surface.
And Scarlet has spent time trying to get the collar back on Aviri. Why? She liked her spottydoe!
"Do you think these little ones eat necromancers too?" Lin asks Trilup, holding up one of the boxmunculi and watcing the legs flail around and then retract. "I bet we could also put the key from each box in the next to make a train to move loot around!"
Aviri managed to avoid the collarings, at least for now. He didn't take the hat, and chose one of the lesser fancy robes, still feeling weird about the whole heir-to-a-fortress thing. He spent much of the time from the wardrobe to the treasure-room smoothing out what wrinkles there were, or at least trying to, and is still doing that when he returns.
"Maybe they're for bits," Trilup suggests. "Like, for necromancers that got chopped up?"
"cone"
"Glad to see the place hasn't been entirely plundered," Aviri says with a chuckle, eyeing a cone suspiciously.
Among the ambulatory trunks, trunkettes and boxes are a few scabbards, sans swords, that come in a variety of sizes and styles.
The scabbards interest Scarlet, of course. It's disappointing there are no swords, though.
Lin nods pensively and checks around for the keys to the mini chests. "That makes sense. If they're less powerful than Waddles, they might not be able to digest all the energy from a whole necromancer so they've gotta spread 'em out... Or they're for swarm tactics so it doesn't matter if one or six get blasted while chowing down on some necro-jerk."
They're all very ornate, with lacquer and colorful embellishments. Some are for sabers, others for short swords or long knives and even a few curved ones.
Scarlet picks a couple that might fit some of the hangers she has in her collection. "No a total loss," she mutters.
The keys for the chest-golems are kept in a box. Since the box isn't covered in a pile of luggage, it must somehow cancel out the signal from the keys.
"I bet the scabbards are like Waddles too," Trilup says, pointing to the one in Scarlet's hands. "Like.. how he cleans things. Maybe they clean and sharpen blades!"
Aviri stays a bit back from the room of deathboxes, though looks interested in some of the scabbords. "Wonder if it'd make that talking sword shut up."
"Maybe they're situational scabbards?" Lin suggests. She starts taking the keys out one at a time, setting the first on the lid of its coresponding box, the second inside the first box, the third key in the second box, and so on. "Try putting one at your hip and drawing it with a swoosh noise!"
"Like for mimes?" Trilup asks.
Only the box with the exposed key moves about. So the boxes themselves cancel out the key magic when a key is inside of one.
Aviri picks up a scabbord with, naturally, a stylized fern up the side, and brushes over the relief.
"Well, I guess that makes fer an easy way to make Waddles stay put. Lock it then put the key in a little box, put the little box in my pocket with its key, an' everything's shiny!" Lin chirps, not put off at all that her train scheme fizzled.
Nothing magical happens when Aviri runs his fingers over the scabbard. It doesn't even sprout a fern-sword.
"You could try sticking the keys to the outside of the lids," Trilup suggests. "But.. maybe it has to be a person holding the key?"
The bun tries strapping the scabbord at his waist, not minding that wizard robes aren't really sword-combat gear.
The scabbard sticks in place on Aviri's hip.
"That makes sense. To test it, I might not even need something sticky or rope. It's not like my key gets pulled back by Waddles when it's following me." She's only got four smallish boxes trained up at the moment so she pops them open and sets the keys on their respective lids. She picks up the lead key and takes a step back from the front of the box train.
With a marching sound, the train of boxes steps forward a pace.
Scarlet just tucks the two she picked into her belt sash.
Aviri tilts his head at the scabbord, and with a frown gently tugs at it, trying to get it off his hip again.
It takes a few tugs, but the scabbard pops off eventually.
A slow, evil grin creeps across Lin's face. She quickly adds another eight boxes to the train to make an even dozzen and starts marching around the room with a little box parade.
Trilup giggles at the box train, and notes to Aviri, "I bet the scabbards will stick to you without clothes too, so you can be naked and armed! In case you have to fight off attackers while, you know.. in the bath or something."
"Huh, nifty," Aviri says, and puts the scabbord back. He stars as the boxtrain moves, but manages to keep his retreat to a single step. "You've no idea how often botanists are attacked mid-bath," he says to Trilup. "Hey, Scarlet, these things don't need belts." He shows her the scabbord at his hip, sans belt.
"Yah? But belts are required fashion statements. Life is dull without fancy belts," the pirate claims.
"Because of the belt buckles?" Trilup asks Scarlet.
"Not always. Color! Creative knots!" Scarlet declares. "Little shrunken heads, even."
Aviri frowns at that, looks back at the scabbord. "Well I think they're fantastic," he says quietly. "Though for lack of a sword.... What'd I even do with a sword, anyway?" He pokes around the scabbords a bit more, but soon looses interest and once again heads for the bottled seeds.
"And 'cause of all the stuff you kin hang off a belt." Lin adds, bringing her box parade to a halt and returning all of the keys to the storage box.
"I wonder if there's other stuff that sticks," Trilup says, and starts looking through some of the non-moving chests in the room.
"Then take one. Bet someone could make you a sword," Scarlet points out to Aviri. "Or some pirate might give ya one."
"Plant guys use mash-eats, right?" Trilup says from where she's bend over in chest. "There must be stick on pockets..."
"Weird as it is, I guess all of this stuff is yours." Lin says to Aviri, "So... We aught to be askin' you if we kin loot particular bits?"
"Ey, Aviri ... y'know what you need?" Scarlet calls over to the bunny.
"True," Aviri says, grinning at Scarlet as he pats the scabbord at his hip. "Could be fun to learn swordplay." He takes another step toward the seeds, stops, and chuckles to Lin. "SAINT's got a say, too. Though those deathboxes can definitely go. Or stay, if I go." He grins. "A collar, Scarlet?"
"Stick on cones!" Trilup declares, coming up from the chest with a cone stuck to her forehead like a horn. The tip lights up.
"No, you have that, and will put it back on," Scarlet corrects a bit firmly. "You need a staff. A proper gnarled one most wizards use."
"Like in that song?" Trilup asks, and starts to sort-of-sing, "Oh, a wizard's staff has got a knob on it.."
Aviri's ears fold at her correction, but he otherwise doesn't object. "Hmm, a staff would be cool. There was a hat back there, too, but it looked too ... wizardy. Don't know any magic, unfortunately."
"Yet," Scarlet says.
"Hey, those are way more useful than the froglights. If they work underwater and away from the temple, we may have some great underwater lamps there!" Lin chirps, excited over Trilup's find, "And thanks, Aviri, looks like more than enough of these boxes to share. An' you'd prolly not want oodles of 'em running all over Stonebarrow."
Trilup produces a whole box worth of the small sticky-cone lights for Lin.
There might have been a staff in one of the other closets. Aviri just stopped at the one that had the clothes in it.
Lin rifles through the box of keys until she finds a box big enough for the box of light cones and loads it up. "Scarlet, you want a couple of these head cones?" She puts one on her head and looks up at it as though daring it to tell her its function.
"Sure. T'anks for askin'. Now I won't have to kill you in yer sleep and dump yer body overboard," Scarlet jokes.
Aviri glances over the seeds again, but turns away and returns to the others. "The fewer of those running around Stonebarrow, the better."
The cone lights up of course, turning Lin into a uni-otter-lamp.
"Aah. You know I'd haunt you for at least a week." Lin scofs right back.
"S'fine, I'd time it wit' me period. Den I have an excuse t' yell more," Scarlet counters.
Aviri chuckles at that.
"'Ey thought. I wonder iffin Ol' Zehn made a portable outhouse. Seat on feet! Get relief while gettin' about," Scarlet suggests.
Trilup has two more cones stuck to her chest, and is doing a wiggly dance. "Ooooo! I've got pointy booooobs! Fear me!" she croons.
"Well, if ya want to try stickin' your butt in one of these boxes and givin' it a go, it might work that way, or it might just eat your bum." Lin snerks and dodges away from Trilup, "Nooo! Don't hug me!"
The lapi ponders his scabbord a moment. "I'll probably take the hat, and if I can find a staff," he notes. "Ya know, in case I eventually learn."
"Eh. Ask ol' Jack if you want to learn. He got contacts in th' University and by proxy, the mage college," Scarlet notes. "He an ol' jerk, but he still a Professor."
"You can claim to be a great and powerful wizard then," Trilup says, deconing herself.
"Still never found his cup," Aviri notes. "Should probably fix that, when we get back. The swamp'll seem like a holiday." He looks a bit relieved upon seeing that the stickon cones can be removed.
Lin nods vigorously, leaving little afterimages from the light on her head. "Unless we get dragged into another awesome and / or crazy situation that further delays us from returning home and finishing our original task." She notes cheerily.
"Eh, what are de odds of dat happinin'?" Scarlet asks.
Lin starts silently ticking off the number of times this has already happened on her fingers.
That makes Aviri frown again. "Hope Eve understands that we can't deliver the thing. Or Silv. Though having a ghost has been pretty handy."
"We can give SAINT a map back to Blackshire," Trilup says, then scratches her head where the cone was stuck. "When do we have to be back to the boat, anyway, Cap'n Scarlet?"
"Eh, within twenty-four hours," Scarlet comments from where she's poking about. "S'bout how long the air in the bell stays good."
Scarlet finds a box full of what appear to be.. rockets.
"Oh ey, dis is useful. Jock! Dese come back," the pirate declares.
"That's true, Tril," Aviri says. "Hope that counts as delivering, for Silv's sake, unless she doesn't wanna go away." He looks around in the air, as though he might see her.
Jock comes over, and helps to heft one of the pointy cylinders out of the case. "I can't tell if it's made of wood or clay," he admits.
"Does it matter?" Scarlet points out.
There's still no sign of Silv. She really may be tied more to the artifacts than to the people she's been haunting. Or just doesn't like getting wet.
"I'd be happy with Silver hangin' around." Lin chirps, "She's cool an' kin teach me all kinds of smuggler tricks. Expand my repeteoire of skills an' whatnot!"
Laying the rocket on a clear spot for examination, Jock checks the hole at the end. "I don't see anything like powder," he notes, and even pokes his finger into it.
Aviri nods. "Yeah, she's certainly grown on me, since the swamp." He blinks. "Stonebarrow Swamp, that is, instead of the other one."
Scarlet dangles the collar from her finger. "Y'kin go back to spotbun any time, yannow," she teases.
"Yeah, I'm still wondering if those jerk brothers figgured out the escape path from my curse chant." Lin muses.
Scarlet then puts that back away and kneels beside Jock to examine the rockets too.
Aviri eyes the collar and gulps. "I know," he says with a little smile. "Maybe back on the ship. Probably more things SAINT needs to do down here, that I could help."
The missile has some fins on it, and the tip resembles that of the cones, so might light up. There's a long, strait gouge running from just behind the head to the fins at the back, about the width of a finger.
"And you gotta find Zehn's staff," Trilup tells Aviri. "I bet it has magical seed planting power!"
"Compressed air, mebbe?" Scarlet comments to Jock. "If built after de lake, could be water missiles."
Lin comes over to look at the rockets as well. "But wouldn't they be more of a magic missile? Bein' that this is Zehn? Maybe some kinda undead asploding charm that breaks when it hits stuff?"
Aviri's eyes go wide at the thought of magical seed-planting staves. "Y'think?"
"Well, if I was a mighty wizard, I would want an easy way to make my plants grow up to look like bunnies every time," Trilup reasons.
"Maybe he enjoyed tending the plants the manual way," Aviri notes. "Lots of gardeners like that kinda stuff."
"He seems more like the sort that'd be talking to 'em," Trilup notes.
"Hey, don't knock talking to plants," Aviri says, narrowing his eyes. "It's actually quite helpful. In things."
"I sure he talk to plants plenty, right before 'e deflowers em," Scarlet cackles.
"Kinda like that time in Eve's basement." Lin chirps.
"Words sweet as nectar can deflower almost anything," Aviri says quiety.
"I dunno, nectar is pretty sweet," Trilup says.
Once Scarlet collects herself for the terrible attack of the giggles. "Ey, bun?" she calls back, "Wanna suggestion?"
"Hard to pass up a mossy backrub," Aviri says to Lin. He chuckles and strides toward Scarlet. "What's up?"
"Y' should find a small picture or statue of Zehn, mebbe with 'is wife. Take it home an' give it to yer oldest living ancestor, yer grandma, I guess? Or even yer mom. Might like t' know about dere great-grandfather an 'e was a hero, eh? Family stuff is important," the pirate says as she pats Jock's shoulder.
"Then how come we can't tell mom you dropped outa school, sis?" Jock asks Scarlet.
Scarlet kicks Jock in the side.
Aviri nods at the advice. "Y-yeah, that's a good idea," he says. "I'm ... I'll go look around." He thumbs back toward the entrance, knowing that a lot of the rooms had yet to be searched. For pictures, and staves, and other things.
"I mean, y' do realize Zehn is de reason the war was won, righ? He taught Felix, and Felix is the one who lead de fight, and won it with de Light," Scarlet adds.
"Prolly 'cause that's not family history stuff you kin be proud of without anyone to object?" Lin offers, "So it's like, even if ya did your whole school thing, yer family couldn't be proud of it the same way as fer somethin' your ancestors had done."
"That rhymed," Trilup says with a big grin.
Several cones move towards Aviri when he makes his exit gesture. "cone," the say to him.
"Cone indeed," Aviri says to the cones, and heads out to procure items.
"Maybe we should fill up the booty train," Trilup suggests to Lin and Scarlet.
"Yeah, sure. But no matter whatm it pale in comparison to my booty," Scarlet claims, then slaps her own butt for emphasis.
"Do we all get to slap it?" Trilup asks.
"Only if ya mean it," the pirate quips.
"Sounds good." Lin chirps and quickly sets about reassembling the box train, this time, tying each key around one of the hinges of its lead box so they won't wash away when they go outside. "Err, so you're counting yer own booty as part of your treasure haul?" She asks with a mischevious smirk.
"Nice try," Scarlet remarks to Lin. "Don' get greedy."
"Just makin' sure you're payin' attention." Lin quips, "Considering that would be a lot of your loot quota if you counted it."
"All these little guys will still float like Waddles, right?" Trilup asks Lin. "So.. we don't have to get them into the diving bell if they just float up by themselves.."
Scarlet smirks. "Nice save," she deadpans.
"Ain't going in the diving-bell," Aviri says, returning with a hat and a staff, standing with what he hopes is a dramatic pose in the doorway.
"Y' kinna have to. You can't hold yer breath long enough," Scarlet points out.
"They are made of some kinda wood so it should work. Oughta just pop off to the surface in a string, but without rope." Lin notes and then turns to look at Aviri, quite boggled to see him looking like a wizard.
The Lapi's brow tilts. "No, I meant them," he says, pointing the gnarled tip at the train of deathboxes. "They're not going in the bell."
The staff is obviously Zehn's, since it has both the big Z on it and is partly carved into the shape of a stretched-out bunny doe.
"Sure." Lin chirps, "At worst we just tie them together in line with the puzzle boxes."
"He sure likes does," Scarlet remarks after eying the staff.
"Who doesn't?" Jock asks Scarlet. "Weren't you just pinin' away for your spotty bunny doe?"
Aviri walks deeper into the room, which at this point is impossible for him to do without flowing robes. "They're all the same doe," he says. "And ... yeah, what Jock said."
Scarlet dope-slaps Jock for that. "Hush," she mutters.
"So, what are the odds the doe is your great great great great great great great great grandmother?" Lin asks as she puts the finishing touches on the box train. She starts hunting around for likely loot to fill them with.
"All the does in Stonebarrow kinda look alike, except for the twins," Trilup claims.
"SAINT already noted dat bunbutt over dere is Zehn's descendant. So I voul' say 100%," Scarlet quips. "An if dis vere school, dat lesson woulda cost vou a hunnerd shekels."
"I'd think close to a hundred percent," Aviri says. "SAINT probably has a reason for thinking I'm his heir."
Trilup sniffs Aviri. "Yeah, you smell like an old wizard.." she confirms.
Lin giggles at the weird echo between Aviri and Scarlet. After a moment of consideration, she pops the cone off her head and tries sticking it on the lead box to mark it.
The cone does stick, and lights up again.
Scarlet occupies herself with collecting scabbards and putting them in the trunks. As for other loot, well, that will be collected on the march through the fortress.
Before they head out, Lin snags a pair of dagger sheaths: one short, one dirk length.
Aviri once again returns to the seed bank, and this time starts pulling jars off without seeming to even look at what the jars contained, tucking them away beneath his robe.
Once the room has been cleared of what can easily be moved, the procession is off! At least to the garden. "Are you gonna take any of the bunny plants?" Trilup asks.
Aviri now clanks slightly as he walks, and his gait's a bit weird to prevent it from being any louder. "No," he says to Trilup. "A garden plant's best kept in the garden."
"We shoul' check all the guest rooms for good stuff," Scarlet notes.
"There should be towels," Jock notes. "And bathrobes. And pillows."
"There's still room in the box-train." Lin affirms, "I also want to find out where the service coridors and resupply tunnels are for stuff like food. The kitchen just grew arms wherever it needed them so there could be doors kind of anywhere."
"It could be that the tunnels are only accessable to the enchanted servants," Aviri says.
"Iffin you put on the collar, you be enchanted," Scarlet suggests to Aviri.
Aviri adjusts his hat and chuckles. "Haunted, more like," he says.
"What if the beds have arms," Trilup says, and then puts her fists to her lips. "Or the bathtubs..."
The residential hall, at least, is a known direction from the garden.
Aviri points toward the residential hall. "Lets get the guest rooms first," he says. "Though there might be things best left here."
"Self-cuddling beds, roving bathtubs." Lin stops for a moment, her head on a proper thirty degree thinking tilt. "You could race the bathtubs!"
"Yah. I don't need enchanted underwear," Scarlet agrees, then pauses. "Mebbe I do. Would make nights less lonely."
They're soon before the numbered door that they'd opened on their first time through, but never ventured past.
Aviri stries through the door confidently. Or, so it appears, but it's hard to be not confident in a flowing robe and with a wizard's staff.
The lamps light up as soon as Aviri enters, revealing a fairly simple room. There's a desk, a table and some chairs, a bed, a wardrobe and another door. There isn't a window, of course, since this is deep into the cliff.
Scarlet checks the desk! She expects to find a proper inn book, though. Something about gardening, she suspects.
Lin heads for the next door, not being terribly interested in whatever clothes she suspects would be in the closet.
The desk drawer has a dried up inkwell and a quill, some paper (with the Z watermark) and a few sticks. But nothing to read.
Aviri checks the wardrobe, opening it gently, peering isnide.
Instead of a closet, Lin discovers a bathroom. It has some odd things in it, but the sink and tub are obvious. The funny seat is probably some sort of inside outhouse.
The wardrobe has a bathrobe in it, and some folded extra linens, blankets and pillows. The pillows feel like they're filled with dried beans. There's also a smiling bunny face on the wall near the door, with what might be a literal button nose.
Scarlet cannot resist. She goes over and pushes that button.
There's a little chime as the button is pushed, and a figure begins to grow out of the floor. It turns out to be... a rather hunky otter. Clearly male and naked to boot, if still in the same color as the stone floor. "You rang?" it asks.
"That's different," Scarlet observes. "What exactly do you ... do?" she asks it.
Aviri eeps and jumps backward at the sudden appearance of the otter.
"What do you desire?" the room-golem replies.
"A great many things," Scarlet claims.
Trilup immediately goes to the button as well, but doesn't push it. "What if we keep pushing it? Could we get a whole party?"
Lin spins around, slightly startled by the sudden apearance of a construct while she was investigating the indoor outhouse mechanism in the bathroom. "Why's it an Aquavi instead of a Lapi though." She asks belatedly.
"Guest room," Aviri says to Lin.
"Please give me a request," the construct says.
"Ravish me," Scarlet asks bluntly. She doesn't believe it would, but she cannot resist asking.
"Could you explain how the bathroom works ple-..." Lin trails off, "Or that."
The figure steps forward (although one of its feet is always in contact with the ground) and scoops Scarlet up into its arms before carrying her towards the bed. "Is there a particular technique that you enjoy or a time limit you wish to put in place?" the golem asks Scarlet. It doesn't feel at all like flesh though, just cold stone.
"Oh, until I tell you to stop!" Scarlet cackles. To the others in the room she barks, "All of you, out! OUT!"
Aviri uses the staff to usher the two otters out of the room. "Let's, uh ... go to the other end of the hall, yeah?"
"Awww.." Trilup says at being hustled out.
Lin sighs and scurries out of the room, and then skips the next one, just in case, before opening the following door.
Jock closes the door behind them.
The new room is.. exactly like the previous room.
"Show us the bathroom Lin," Jock says. "I can figure it out!"
Aviri checks the desk this time, hoping for something more substantial than last.
"Alright." Lin pushes open the bathroom door and waves at the plumbing fixtures. "I get the bath an' sink 'cause we've got that kinda thing in the Adventurer's cabins, but the outhouse thing is weird."
Paper, dried up ink, quill and gnawing sticks, same as the last!
Aviri frowns, and doesn't even try the wardrobe before leaving. He pokes his head into other rooms systematically, looking for signs of any habitation.
Jock first goes to the sink. There's a ball on top of the spigot, and a little experimenting gets the water going. Push the ball forward and back to control the flow, and twist it to set the temperature! It even glows between blue and red to give an idea of coldness or hotness. The toilet has a two buttons - on on the top, and one on the side.
Every room Aviri checks is the same. It doesn't look like anybody other than Zehn ever had the chance to live here.
Jock presses buttons. The top one causes the water in the bowl to drain away quickly, and the one on the side causes water to shoot upwards!
Aviri lets out a little sigh as he exhausts all the options. "Shame," he says softly to himself before moving toward the bathroom to see what all the water sounds was about.
"Are you supposed to drink from that little fountain then?" Trilup asks.
"So it has a built in butt-washer." Lin gawks and presses the button on the side again. "That's so weird."
"Oh, that makes much more sense," Trilup says of Lin's observation. "Better than a hand that comes out.."
Jock shakes his head, saying, "A hand would be silly. It would be a tongue or something." Then he goes to figure out the bathtub.
"I wonder if only lapi can use the toilets properly." Lin wonders and then follows Jock to check out the bathtub. "May as well try the toilet before leaving." She mutters to herself.
The bathtub has a lot of controls to it, none of them labeled. There's a ball like on the sink, but also a few other levers.
"I bet it's designed for everyone," Aviri says. "Zehn seemed to expect to have guests."
"Probably not Naga though," Trilup says.
"Maybe if they curled up weirdly on top of the seat." Lin tries.
Jock points to the levers. "I don't know what they do," he admits to Lin.
Lin turns on some warm water and tries pulling each lever in order. "Well, one of these has to be bubbles." She proclaims.
The first lever causes a spray of water to shoot out of the wall into Lin's face.
Aviri tries, and mostly fails, to hold back laughter.
"Hey.. there should be soap at least," Trilup says, and looks through the bathroom cabinet. There are towels.. and paper-wrapped blocks that might be rather stale soap.
Lin leans into the water spray and tries washing out any lake grit from her fur that she didn't get earlier in the sprinkelers. After a few seconds, she resets the lever and tries the next one. "Kewl! Automatic face washer. Maybe we kin talk some of the wingnuts into making those for the bath-house."
The next lever controls a shower that comes down from above, and the final one a spray from behind.
"It sure makes it easier to rinse off," Jock observes.
"No bubbles though." Lin pouts, somewhat disapointed that the fancy magical bathtub doesn't have basic luxuries.
Aviri chuckles at the bathtub displays. "Still won't beat a cold, mossy pool," he says to himself, once again adjusting his hat.
"Oh, the pillows!" Trilup says. "They're full of beans! Just cut them open, soak the beans, eat the beans, then get into the bathtub. Bubbles!"
"That sounds like the worst possible plan." Lin deadpans.
"Hey, it's pretty fun to do in the hot springs," Trilup claims.
Lin squints at Trilup and points acusingly, "So that's you. The mystery stink solved."
"Hey, it's a special skill," Trilup claims. "Emmett is making a special merit badge for it!"
Aviri rolls his eyes. "And that is why cold pools are best," he says with a chuckle.
"Have ya ever noticed how some of those badges are just really awful?" Lin notes, "Like the one where you belch your name forwards and backwards. What does that accomplish?"
"It's for if you're captured," Trilup claims. "To make sure the enemy doesn't bother asking you any more questions after that.."
"Yes, anything to get your captors to kill you faster." Lin shoots back with a smirk.
"Well, you're both too cute to kill," Jock claims. "Even the bunny."
"Thanks, I guess?" Aviri says to Jock. He taps his staff against the ground. "So, probably should get moving?" He looks toward the door which concealed the golem and its toy.
"Who wants to knock and see if sis is done?" Jock asks.
"We do have badges for crippling cuteness." Lin agrees. She checks over her little box army to make sure they're all in order.
The box brigade is still in formation.
"Maybe we can leave her a note outside the door," Trilup suggests. "That seems safer!"
Aviri nods to that. "Good idea. Can let her know where we've gone." He enters one of the rooms and hopes the seal on the ink bottles were good enough to survive time.
"Yeah, she can swim up on her own later. We'd better leave instructions for the door mechanism though. Seemed pretty weird opening it the first time." Lin chirps and adds from over Aviri's shoulder, "You kin always spit in it if it's dry."
"We've got running water in the sinks," Trilup points out.
Aviri pops the seal on a bottle, and is please to see the ink is still functional! He quickly jots out a little note, re-caps the ink, and slips the bottle into his robes as he blows on the paper to ensure it dries. Then, he folds it and slips it beneath the door. "Right, that should be good."
"Back to the dining room?" Trilup asks.
"To the dining room!" Lin anounces, marching off with a merilly tromping troup of tiny chests.
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