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This is the map of Elfland, where your quest takes place. Your home is at the Healing Hideout, and you can travel to any of the four locations marked with a scroll.

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These six riddles each represent one of the mystery ingredients that you need to identify and locate in order to brew the Potion of Glamor. You currently have 0/6 mystery ingredients.

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These are the potions you have currently discovered, and the inventories of the Elfland Square shops. Rosalyn also knows number of other potion recipes, so if there's any specific sort of potion that you want to brew (i.e., a healing potion, a sleeping potion, etc.), just ask.

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TIME: 9:30 AM
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AGENDA
— Find out what the six unknown ingredients are, using either the Formulary or the riddles
— Find one of the Arms of Elfland for Myzo
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Elfbucks: 5
SpryCash: 0
Goblin Dollars: 0
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At Healing Hideout:
Reverse carrot — 2
Elflilac blossom — 2
Elflily blossom — 1
Elfiris blossom — 1
Elfrose blossom — 1
Little moss — 1
Big moss — 1
Powdered water — 1
Turkey leg — 1
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On Cart:
Magic crystal — 3
Bottle of lampfruit juice — 1
Bone oil — 1
Carrot smoothie — 1
Invigorating Elixir — 1
Vial of Vegetation — 1
Alleviating Aliment — 1
Map of Elfland — 1
Bow w/ flash arrows — 1
Weird Uncle Ollie’s Big Book of Frustratingly Vague Riddles — 1
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On Hand:
Torch — 1

>>2722364
Why are we trying to brew this potion?

>>2722382
The dwarf has promised you a powerful magic ring in exchange for the potion. It's supposedly more durable than any other object on the Hylic Plane, and if nothing else, you figure you could probably sell it for some extra cash.

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You awaken in the darkness.

What exactly just happened? It’s all so hazy. You remember going down into the mines, and then… there were some mice? And something about Bluebears? And now you’re here, wherever that is.

As your eyes adjust to the implied darkness, you catch sight of something gold glittering overhead. Maybe it’s the ingredient you’re looking for!

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No, that’s definitely not the ingredient you’re looking for.

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A small, blue mouse approaches you.

???: “All right, spit it out. Who sent you?”

Who sent you? Wait, did someone send you here? You’re still a little out of it.

ROSALYN: “…a dwarf?”

The blue mouse furrows her brow.

???: “And what’s that supposed to mean?”

MOUSE 1: “Ma, maybe she’s with Seven Dwarves.”

MOUSE 2: “Trying to steal a slice of our pie!”

MA: “I’m gonna ask you again, elf: who sent you? You’ve got the stink of the Bluebears all over you. Did they put you up to this? Best answer fast, unless you fancy a pickaxe though your skull.”

What will you do?

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>2722392
"I came to get one of those heart crystals for my aura freshner potion commissioned by a dwarf. I was hounded by some bluebears in elf town when I tried to steal a lampfruit. You're not going to make me your slave are you? Contrary to popular belief elves make horrible slaves"

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ROSALYN: “So, this dwarf commissioned me to brew him an Aura Freshener—“

MA: “A Disney© dwarf?”

ROSALYN: “Uh, I think just the regular kind? From the Ludic Plane?”

MA: “Keep talking.”

ROSALYN: “—and so I need to get a heart crystal to catalyze the potion, and I just figured that you had them here?”

MA: “And the Bluebears?”

ROSALYN: “When I was in Elfland Square, I stole a lampfruit and the Bluebears were on my case about it, and that’s all! I don’t want any trouble!”

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MA: “For someone who doesn’t want any trouble, you sure stumbled into a hell of a lot of it.”

ROSALYN: “I’ll never speak a word of this to anyone, I swear.”

MA: “What, you think you’re gonna get to leave here?”

MOUSE 2: “You’re our prisoner now!”

MOUSE 1: “Maybe we could put her to work in the mines!”

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ROSALYN: “J—just so you know, elves don’t make very good slaves. We’re not great at manual labor and—“

MA: “Enough blubbering. You know, I think I’ve got a better idea. You’re some kinda thief, huh?”

ROSALYN: “An illicit potion dealer, actually.”

MA: “I see. So you’ve got some potions?”

ROSALYN: “I’ve got a couple…”

MA: “Valuable potions?”

ROSALYN: “I mean, they’re not cheap….”

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MA: “Bring ‘em down to me, boys.”

Godness gracious. While Cronan and Ragana were playing at being villains, the real evil was lurking down here all along.

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The mice scurry off, then return a short while later with most of the potions from your cart!

ROSALYN: “You can’t just take those!”

MA: “Take? No, no, we’re just keeping them safe for you down here. Leaving your merchandise unattended? That’s the real danger."

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MA: "Now then, listen up, potion seller. I’m gonna make you an offer, and I'm only gonna offer once.”

ROSALYN: “…is it an offer that I can’t refuse?”

MA: “I wouldn’t recommend it, no. Now, let me explain.”

Rolled 1 (1d6)

kick the mouse

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MA: “We had a death in the family not long back. One of my boys was keeping tabs on Ragana’s castle when this human girl went and popped him.”

ROSALYN: “That’s gangster slang for ‘killed’, right?”

MOUSE 1: “He was shot!”

MOUSE 1: “Straight out of a studshooter!”

MA: “It was a terrible tragedy—one we mean to rectify.”

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ROSALYN: “I’m probably not a very good assassin either…”

MA: “Assassin? No, no, we don’t do any killing. What do you take us for? Murderers? We just need you to brew one little potion for us.”

ROSALYN: “…is it poison?”

MA: “That would be illegal, and I want to be very clear that there’s absolutely nothing illegal going on here. These dealings are strictly above the Table. The potion we want you to make isn’t really a poison, see.”

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MA: “It just has a very, very low lethal dose.”

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MA: “Once you’ve brewed that for us, we’ll get your potions right back to you, and you can even have that heartstone you wanted. But first, the potion. Understand?”

What will you do?

>>2722505
>One of my boys was keeping tabs on Ragana’s castle when this human girl went and popped him.”
OOPS.

>>2722514
Well, let's hear this deal.

>>2722559
What's wrong with kicking the mouse?

>>2722575
Nothing. I just think it might be a little wiser to keep the animal cruelty until we're done doing business here.
Also we lack a studshooter.

I can wait for a tiebreaking vote if you'd like.

>>2722581
Don't get me wrong here, not towards all animals just rodents.
>>2722585
It's ok I don't want to spoil it - stick with anon and let her listen to the deal.

>>2722594
I'm fine with being a dick to all animals.
It's just that there's a mouse ready to slam a pickaxe into our skull.
My idea was to get out of that picky situation, loot the place with or without their permission and then let you introduce the mouse to our foot.

Though it would be nice if we had some sort of target to aim at.

>>2722609
ok then

There will be a small delay posting the update while I run to get something, but the text is done.

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ROSALYN: “Okay, I’ll do what you say.”

MA: “Good choice. The potion we need from you is called… well, let’s just call it Not Poison. I ain’t the potion expert here, but I heard you take a healing potion, add a reverse carrot, and mix with iron. Sound right to you?”

ROSALYN: “Oh, I know that one. That’s the recipe for a Vene—“

MA: “—for a bottle of Not Poison, right? Anyway, you brew it and bring it here and we fix you up your reward. Nice and tidy.”

ROSALYN: “I will definitely do that, yes.”

MA: “Great. Now scram.”

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Before you can react, the mice pick you up and shove you through the hole in the wall of the tunnel.

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You end up on the tracks next to the mine cart, slightly shaken but still alive.

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What a fiasco that turned out to be. You put a lot of work into those potions, and now they’re in the clutches of the rodent mafia! An emotion you haven’t felt in a while begins to stir underneath the many layers of melancholy and anxiety—you suppose it must be anger. You’re not going to take this sitting down!

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You stand up.

If you had your bow, maybe you could deal with the mice yourself, but it’s still sitting on your cart. It’s also quite dark down here without your torch and you have no idea how to get back to the surface.

What will you do?

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>2722869
Travel by the wall. See if it leads me to any light source. (btw is it possible to reach for the golden pickaxe above my head?);

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>2722869
And grab that heart crystal if we can. Better safe than sorry if those mice double-cross us.

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First things first: you need to get out of here intact. With nothing else to guide you, you lay your right hand on the wall and start walking.

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You end up back at the rodent mafia’s storefront. The light from within illuminates the area around the front counter. When you poke your head through, you can see the mice rummaging through your potions, but they’re too busy inspecting their loot to notice you.

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As you stew in impotent frustration, something pink glimmers in the corner of your eye.

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You grab it and take off in the other direction.

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However, this proves to be another dead end as the waterfall blocks your escape on this side.

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The current is way too strong to swim up, though it is brisk and refreshing.

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The mine cart doesn’t seem to go in reverse either. You wonder whether that means that there’s a lift somewhere that takes the carts back to the surface, or that they get thrown away after one use.

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Surely there must be some way back to the surface. Exhausted by your efforts and your lack of breakfast, you lay down on the mine cart and contemplate your options. You imagine there’s a flight of implied stairs somewhere in here, but only the mice would have access to those. If you were better at water magic, you might also be able to manipulate the waterfall into carrying you back up. Or maybe you could dig yourself out, though you really have no idea how digging through implied rock would work.

You stare up at the implied ceiling of the cave above you, trying to puzzle through the metaphysical logistics of such a feat.

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Huh. That’s odd; it looks like there’s something shiny hanging up there.

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Using the mine cart to give yourself a boost, you reach up and grab the mysterious, shiny object.

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It’s a golden pickaxe! Making the whole thing out of gold seems pretty ill-advised, but since it was free and is currently the only tool in your possession, you don’t feel like criticizing it too harshly. Maybe this could your ticket out of here.

What will you do?

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>2723053
See if it's one of those magic pickaxes that points you to the mine exit. Otherwise it's a nice defense if the mice get uppity.

Rolled 1 (1d6)

Mater magic us back up the water slide

if that doesnt work investigate the widget and sign post in these images
>>2723024
>>2723030

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Come to think of it, could this be an enchanted golden pickaxe? From what you’ve heard, those are supposed to be Medium Lavender and kind of jagged around the edges, but maybe this is a different kind. There’s an old Elflandic legend about a miner with an enchanted shovel that always pointed him homeward; if you’re lucky, the pickaxe might be able to do the same.

ROSALYN: “Magic pickaxe, take me home!”

You feel a slight tug from the pickaxe, or perhaps it’s just your imagination. Either way, you follow it.

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It leads you downtable and to the right. Oh boy! This must be the way out!

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bonk

The pickaxe collides with a signpost and whatever it was that you were sensing fades away. That icon is somehow familiar… could it be Ragana’s castle? You’ve always heard that the Precious Crystal Mine and the Cursed Crystal Canyon had an underground passage linking them; this might be it.

However, even if the tunnel were perfectly straight and clear for its entire length, it’d be at least a three-hour walk from here to Ragana’s castle. You’re not even sure Ragana’s castle exists anymore; according to the latest rumors, half of it sank into Leg Slemt while the other half just vanished one day. Still, you used to visit Ragana often enough back in the day that you’d definitely be able to find your way back home from there.

What will you do?

>>2723139
go there, nothing else we can do. Pick up a rock and put it in your pocket

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>2723193
Rolling for this

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You stoop to pick up a stray rock and turn it over in your hands as you mull over what path to take next.

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You must admit that you regard the prospect of winding up in Ragana’s living room with a certain degree of dread. It’s not that you still hold a grudge against her—after so many years, the only person you still blame is yourself—but having to explain what you’re feeling? Having to look her in the eyes? Having to face the fact that she’s managed to pull her life back together while you’re still just stumbling around in the dark?

That seems like more than you can bear.

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And you have another reason as well. Not long ago, shortly after the birth of Queen Estari, you found a letter from Ragana waiting for you at the entrance to the Healing Hideout.

In it, Ragana explained what had become of her after the collapse of your group of friends, how some human girl had helped her see the light, and how deeply sorry she was for everything that had happened between the two of you. She said she’d hoped to speak with you in person to apologize, but that you’d been out when she came to visit. She also had left a slip of paper with a weird address on it and some postage, and said you could contact her that way if you wanted to arrange a time to meet. It sounded like she really did want to see you again.

You never replied.

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You wanted to, yes, and you still wish so badly that you had, but you didn’t. At first it was because you just couldn’t find the right words. Give it time; you’d figure them out tomorrow, you told yourself, and then a whole week of tomorrows passed. Just write something, you said, but it was too important to get wrong; too urgent; too stressful.

And then, finally, it was too late. Months had gone by already; the opportunity had passed for good. You couldn’t possibly send the letter now. Ragana would think so badly of you for taking so long to respond! At this point, you'd only be bothering her. Better to remain silent than face that risk.

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But you don’t see any other way out of this place.

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Wherever this tunnel leads, that’s where you’ll have to go.

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The tunnel seems to stretch on forever.

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For hours, you trek across bare wood, guided only by the implication of the tunnel surrounding you.

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You wish you’d at least brought something to eat.

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And when the tunnel finally lets out at what you assume must be the Cursed Crystal Canyon, there is nothing there to greet you. Just as the rumors said, Ragana’s castle is gone.

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You suppose that’s both good and bad, but you’re too tired now to sort out which is which. It’s past noon now, you’ve just walked across the whole length of Elfland, and all you’ve eaten in the last twenty-four hours is a raw pumpkin.

Maybe you’ll just… take a quick… nap…

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godt in legoland what the fuck is that

>>2723576
this is why I wanted to go to the enchanted forest with our vegetation grower potion.

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The... thing... descends and lands a ways out from you. It looks like some kind of sailing vessel, but only in the loosest sense. Affixed haphazardly to it are parts that you didn't even know existed, and that you feel you'd have been happier never having known about. The mere sight of it fills you with horror. There's no rational explanation in your mind for how such a abomination could have come into existence, not even in the depths of Leg Slemt, and yet somehow you feel like you recognize part of it.

It looks kinda like Ragana's castle.

What will you do?

——————

The quest will pause here for tonight. Feel free to leave commands here in the meantime and I will carry out as many of them as possible tomorrow.

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>2723594
run in fear, run back into the cave and dont stop running until you are back to the rats. Ask the rats for help to get out of the cave so you can make their potion

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>2723594
Scream in horror until Ragana comes out and calms us down

>>2723594
Is that pirate set really so horrible?

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>2723605
Than backstab the rats with pickaxe on by one. Slowly, gently, this is how a life is taken.

>>2723826
How quickly the tide turned.

>>2723826
Do you think we could use them as potion ingredients?
Else well, we haven't eaten in a while.

>>2723836
Down with the mafia!

>>2723836
I say let's eat!

>>2723970
My issue with the rats is I don't think we can ki- "unalive" them with out some kind of sleeping potion to knock them all out.

Also I want ragina to feel bad she scared her friend into running away with her dramatic entrance. It's pretty meta but I'm an emotional vampire

>>2723594
Is there anything Leg Slemt on that ship that we can use for potion brewing?

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>2724387
This. I vote for facing our old demons in the form of Ragana and taking advantage of any reminiscent slemt magic on board.

>>2724504
come on... that's the best scenario. fuck going back to the mice

>>2724508
Being beaten by a powerfull witch is less humiliating then being prisoner of some rodent. I hunger for revenge.

The vote seems split between staying and running. If anyone else wants to chime in, I'll take a fifth vote for one or the other.

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>2725157
Did you count me as a vote?
Because if you didn't I'll have a roll for mending our relationship with Ragana right now.
We're already here and I feel we're gonna have to do it eventually anyways (to go for the True Ending) so why not?

>>2723605
>>2723826
For returning to fight the rats.

>>2723713
>>2724504
For staying and facing Ragana.

>>2725229
One more for Ragana here: >>2725209

>>2725157
Let's stay.

>start redemption arc
>face Ragana
>pause redemption arc
>play Whac-A-Mouse with a pickaxe
>continue redemption arc

The plan for the update is set; it'll go up tonight.

>get 6 roll
>doesn't do anything
>get 1 roll
>lose all my potions

every time

>>2725544
I will be keeping unused commands and rolls in mind in case they might apply later.

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The spiral staircase on the side of the vessel begins to unfurl. And why does the boat even have a spiral staircase sticking off its side? Why does it have battlements made out of what are obviously hastily repurposed crystals? Why are its sails pointing in opposite directions? You bet its instruction manual looks like a real mess, but deep down, there’s another thought that horrifies you most of all: perhaps this thing has no instruction manual at all.

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You don’t want to be here when whatever it is that controls that ship disembarks. Despite your exhaustion, you somehow find the strength to pull yourself to your feet.

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And despite your resistance, your exhaustion very easily finds a way to pull you back down again.

Oh Godt, this is really it. You can feel it. You’re going to die here and the only person who will ever know what happened to you is whatever dreadful archon of Leg Slemt is coming to suck out your soul or drill a keychain into your skull or whatever it is that archons do.

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You hear the sound of footsteps in the distance as you drift out of consciousness.

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???: “…lyn? Quick, Dusti, help me c…”

Everything goes dark.

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You wake up for the third time time today and it’s no more pleasant than it was the first two times.

You seem to be aboard the ship, but to your surprise, somehow you’re not dead.

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Even more shocking is the revelation that, when you take a closer look, the ship really isn’t as bad as you thought it was at first. It might be Slemt, but it’s got a certain charm. Even that bed is sort of cute in its own way.

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You stumble out into what must be the dining room, or perhaps the dining deck. Your eyes fall immediately on the cheese and sushi and whatever that purple potion is, and a sudden and very keen reminder of exactly how hungry you are rumbles through your gut. You spend a minute or so just staring at the food, wondering if it’s safe to eat. You’ve never heard any stories about people getting poisoned or turned into Lepin by eating food from Leg Slemt, but you’d rather not risk it. But on the other hand, you are awfully hungry. But are you sure it's not poison? You feel like all that foreshadowing in the Legiend of the Chronocler is eventually going to lead to something. But again, you really are hungry, and—

???: “…lyn? Rosalyn, can you hear me?”

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You look up.

Ragana is standing across the table from you with a very concerned expression.

RAGANA: “Are you feeling okay, Rosalyn?”

oh godt you’re so not prepared for this

ROSALYN: “…uh.”

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As you stand gawping, Ragana continues in a sort of frantic voice.

RAGANA: “I know this all must be a shock, and I feel terrible about… well, about dropping in on you like that. Please, would you like to sit down? You might feel better if you do.”

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You nod and, following Ragana’s suggestion, join her at the table in silence.

Try as you might, you presently find yourself incapable of forming any coherent words. It all feels too unreal; you’re still not even sure this isn’t some kind of hallucination. If it were a hallucination, that certainly would go a long way toward explaining the decor around here.

RAGANA: “You look famished. Can I offer you some sushi?”

You nod again and she passes you a tray containing a pair of California rolls. It’s your least favorite kind of sushi, but now that you’re starving, even these taste like ambrosia from Legoland. The sensation of eating is too vivid for this to be anything but reality. And even if it’s not, you suppose you might as well go along with it. At least you’ve got food here.

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When you’ve finished scarfing down both rolls, you take a deep breath, attempt to round up your thoughts, and manage to string together a complete sentence.

ROSALYN: “Okay, so what exactly happened?”

Ragana sighs.

RAGANA: “It was… a lot of things, really. And I want you to know that I don’t blame you for it. Even back then, I had this feeling of envy, and I let—“

ROSALYN: “No, I mean—more short-term, like, what happened immediately before I woke up here?”

Ragana halts and for a moment, you sense a wave of mutual relief wash over the two of you—relief at the prospect of maybe not having that conversation just quite yet. Somehow, seeing her hesitation goes a long way toward smoothing out your own feeling of dread.

RAGANA: “Right, of course, I’m sorry; let me explain.”

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RAGANA: “This ship you’re on—the Redbeard—is where I’m living these days. Part of it used to be my castle, but that’s a much longer story. I’ve been flying it out on patrols of Elfland and docking it here between flights, and it was while I was landing that Dusti shouted to me that there was someone lying on the ground.”

The green fox nods at you.

DUSTI: “Dusti’s me, by the way. Nice to meet you.”

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RAGANA: “I went over to see if I could help, and I was so shocked when I saw that it was you! You were in bad shape, so I carried you back onto the ship, set you down on the bed, and gave you a healing potion. I’m relieved to see that you’re awake, but… I admit this isn’t the reunion I had in mind.”

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ROSALYN: “Me neither. When I saw your ship, I really thought… I thought that was it for me.”

RAGANA: “It came from Leg Slemt, so it certainly has that effect on people at first. I can’t apologize enough for terrifying you like that.”

ROSALYN: “But… I’m glad it was you. Thank you, for saving me.”

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RAGANA: “It’s good to see you again, Rosalyn.”

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ROSALYN: “You too, Ragana.”

>>2726641
AWWWWWWWWWWWW

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RAGANA: “So… what are you doing these days? Are you still in the potion business? I brought your pickaxe and rocks onboard with you; did you come out here to mine for crystals?”

ROSALYN: “Well…”

What will you say?

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Advance schedule warning: There will be fewer updates this weekend because of a number of events I need to attend, and the same goes for the next two weekends after this one. I will try to go as quickly as I can, though, and I apologize for the slow pace. Please leave your commands here and I’ll do my best to accommodate as many as possible. Thanks for playing!

>>2726668
Yeah, I was out mining some crystals for potions when I was attacked by mice mafia!

Did you know they apparently had a spy watching you?

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>2726668
Inform Ragana that there was a made mouse in her house, and see if she can give us some aid getting our potions back, but don't mention anything about the dwarf's job order.

I would rather not help the mice brew a not-poison to kill a human.

>>2726976
I have no intention to let that happen either. Though I do have to mention I am curious what the potion does.

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>2726668
"Well..." Rosalyn got quiet and stared blankly at Ragana for a moment. Then after a while a small tear appeared in her eye: "It was a travesty. Their little disgusting paws were everywhere. Please, I'm begging you to help me. There is a rodent mafia in the mines. Disease made material. I want you to drown them. Enslave them. Do whatever you want just be sure the vengeance is cruel enough so it will erase that haunting memory.

>>2731851
You sure asking a recently reformed no longer evil witch to brutally murder/enslave a pair of rodents?
Aren't there more subtle routes to take?

>>2726976
>I would rather not help the mice brew a not-poison to kill a human.
I'm thinking the not-poison is intended to be used on Ragana or Sophie as payback for what happened to their buddy. DO NOT HELP THE MICE.
>>2731851
>>2733839
Murdering them may be too harsh, but there may still be something we could do about them...in fact, doesn't Bluebeary owe us a favor? Just tip him off that the mouse mafia stole our ever important potions that we were totally going to use to help all of elfkind, or something like that. Keeps us from getting involved and still gives us some revenge and gets our stuff back to boot.

>>2738296
Or we can shoot them out of studshooters to Godt knows where, Team Rocket style.

>>2738514
>Team Rocket style
ok, I second this

Major Status Update
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I’m sorry for the lack of updates since last week. I’ve been preparing to move, and the timeframe for that has moved up significantly from what I’d anticipated. The result is that an unexpectedly early deadline has come up for the conclusion of this quest. July 23rd through July 27th will be the last period of time in which I am able to work on this quest normally, and unfortunately it could be two years or longer before I have access to these sets again for long enough to run another quest.

Despite this, I am committed to seeing this story through to its conclusion. I also want to bring closure to the Quest for Playability storyline as a whole. My original plan was to finish this quest, run one more Quest for Playability afterwards, and follow that with a finale to the entire series, but this will not be possible using the current reader command format. Continuing to write it update by update would take more time than I have left.

As the readers of this quest, how would you feel about changing from the reader command format to a non-interactive format? This would essentially be like a webcomic. Writing that way, I believe that I would be able to complete not only this quest, but also the entire Quest for Playability series before the end of July.

Please let me know your thoughts on this. Since this would mean that reader input would no longer directly influence the quest, if you have any final commands, plans, or suggestions for Rosalyn in general, please post those here as well.

Also, for those of you who have been following the Quest for Playability as a series, if there is anything you would like me to address in the final two acts of the series, I am interested in hearing it.

I’m sorry again for the trouble, and I hope I can bring this quest to a satisfactory conclusion despite the obstacles facing it.

>>2742943
Shit, man. Two years away for someone as clearly in love with Lego as you are? I'm sorry to hear this.

And you know what? Your writing is so good I wouldn't be opposed to loss of interactivity.
Though I think, since you won't be doing this 24/7, you could take some general suggestions in the breaks? Maybe?

And for the final suggestion, I'd like for Rosalyn, Cronan and Ragana to try to get their personal lives together and become friends again.

>>2742957
Don't forget Lumia.
She was our friend as well.
Considering she saw her best friends turn to the darkness (Rosalyn isn't exactly on the good side either), being unable to do anything about it because of her duty, which I suspect hit her the hardest, I would say she deserves some sort of closure as well.

>all 4 of them, united as friends once again, sailing away on Ragana's ship going on the adventure they promised they would have together when they were younger. Roll credits.

>>2743026
Eeeh, I didn't like Lumia much after the shit she did to Sophie.

>>2743043
To be fair her best friend turned evil did steal the dragon egg and Sophie wasn't honest with her either.
Sure she's not the friendliest type around but she was good friends with the other 3. It would feel strange to leave her out.

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>>2742943
To be honest OP I was a huge fan of fungeon crawl but I was never a huge fan of the sophie/emilie/elves even but I stuck with it because I liked your writing and I like quests with visual elements. If you want to swap to a non interactive format I would still read it, since I never felt very invested in Rosalyn but the stuff you do with the lego.

Thank you all for your feedback! I will start with the new format on Monday, and hopefully things will move quickly from then.

>>2742957
Also, I'd be happy to take general suggestions between updates.

>>2749545
Godspeed OP. Terrible to hear you'll be seperated from these sets for years, is there anything we can do to help?

>>2742943
Personally I think you should throw all your klocki in a suitcase and take it with. Unless you're living in a dorm room with a roommate you'll eventually have some free time and will start jonesing for some plasticrack again.

Status report: The update will begin momentarily!

>>2750258
>>2751919
I'm planning on taking one of those Classic tubs with me, and I'll probably be back in town when there's a holiday. I just don't think I'll be back for much longer than a week a time, which isn't long enough to run one of these quests. I might try doing a drawquest in the meantime, though, or else cobbling together something out of the tub. But for now, I'll do my best to wrap up the stories that I've already begun.

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ROSALYN: “I do still brew a few potions now and then…”

You leave the question of your livelihood at that, and Ragana doesn’t press you any further.

ROSALYN: “…and as for the pickaxe, I was going to use it to mine for heartstones in the Precious Crystal Mines. But when I went down there, I was attacked by this gang of rodents!”

RAGANA: “Rodents?”

ROSALYN: “They beat me up, stole my potions, and shoved me through a hole in the wall. It was awful, and then I had no way out of the mines, until I found this tunnel. I started down it, kept walking for a few hours, and, well… now I’m here.”

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RAGANA: “Those rats!”

ROSALYN: “I think they were mice, but yeah.”

RAGANA: “I’m so sorry, Rosalyn. I had no idea of what you'd been through.”

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ROSALYN: “They said they had one of their boys stationed at your castle.”

RAGANA: “You mean Cloudtail? Ugh, and I thought that mouse was just freeloading in my basement.”

ROSALYN: "They said he died when some human girl shot him out of a studshooter, and that they were going to avenge him.”

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At these words, a look of grave embarrassment falls upon Ragana’s face.

RAGANA: “That’s… not exactly how it went.”

ROSALYN: “Wait, then how did it actually happen?”

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RAGANA: “Getting shot out of the studshooter wasn’t what killed Cloudtail. He survived that and landed in a tree, and then I rescued him as I was evacuating my castle before it fell into Leg Slemt. It’s just that… ah, ha, ha…”

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RAGANA: “You see, Lumia was there, and…”

ROSALYN: “No; you don’t mean—“

RAGANA: “Yeah.”

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RAGANA: “She always did hate being the eagle.”

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A grim silence passes over the two of you as you ponder the implications of the great circle of life in a world where the animals can all talk. It’s almost enough to make you swear off those oversized turkey legs.

Almost.

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RAGANA: “…anyway, setting that aside, it sounds like you’ve gone through quite the ordeal. I’d like to offer you my assistance in retrieving your potions from the rodents, if you’d let me. The human girl they mentioned—Sophie Jones—has tasked me with monitoring for threats to Elfland, and though I’m primarily supposed to be looking out for trouble from Leg Slemt, I think this would count too.”

ROSALYN: “Thanks; I think I’ll need all the help I can get.”

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RAGANA: “I’m afraid can’t offer you any direct backup now that my shadow magic is gone, but my ship is at your command. If anything here can help you against the rodents, you’re welcome to use it.”

ROSALYN: “You wouldn’t happen to have any potion ingredients handy, would you?”

RAGANA: “A few, though they’re mostly harvested from Leg Slemt.”

ROSALYN: “And a cauldron?”

RAGANA: “Does a Scala potty work?”

ROSALYN: “Uh, probably. We’ll see.”

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DUSTI: “Ooh, and take this with you!”

Dusti drags over a studshooter crossbow and lays it at your feet.

DUSTI: “I call this one Old Faithful. Gotten me out of more scrapes than I can count.”

RAGANA: “…and into this particular scrape, if I recall correctly. But, as I’ve learned from experience, it does pack quite the punch.”

DUSTI: “Just be careful not to shoot anyone in the eye!”

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You pick up Old Faithful and test its balance. You’re not that accustomed to bows with physical projectiles, but it’ll do for now. And if you’ve got access to ingredients and something vaguely akin to a cauldron, then you should be able to prepare a potion to help with the coming skirmish. There’s one recipe that you’ve always wanted to try, and this might be your chance.

ROSALYN: “Alright, I think I’ve got a plan. But before we head off to the mines, there’s just one more thing I want to take care of.”

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ROSALYN: “Can you take me to Elfland Square? I’ve got a favor I need to call in...”

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The next update should go up tomorrow, and I hope to maintain a consistent schedule this week.

>>2754853
New thread then?

>>2756181
There will be a good point to switch threads coming up shortly.

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A while later, in the Precious Crystal Mines…

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MA: “…and the walrus-headed bastard never even knew what hit him!”

MOUSE 1: “You sure showed him!”

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MA: “And what’s more, I nabbed the keys to his boat right off his corpse before he was even cold.”

MOUSE 2: “Wow, a steamboat!”

MA: “Sold it to Cousin Michael over in Disneyland© for a pretty penny too.”

MOUSE 1: “Amazing!”

MOUSE 2: “That’s why you’re the best, Ma!”

MA: “And I got a big heist planned for us soon. See, there’s this ball comin’ up over at Prince Charming’s, and I got a couple eyes on the inside who—”

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MA: “—wait, I heard something just now.”

MOUSE 2: “Is someone there?”

MOUSE 1: “Show yourselves!”

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MA: “Oh, it’s just you. You ever heard of knocking? But enough of that—you brought the goods?”

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ROSALYN: “I brought a little more than you bargained for, actually.”

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ROSALYN: "Here; catch!"

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splash

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MOUSE 2: “Augh!”

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MOUSE 1: “He’s been—he’s been PoOP’d!”

MA: “Well shit!”

MOUSE 1: “No, I’m pretty sure that’s a PoOP…”

MA: “Shut up and move! We gotta get out of here fast!”

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ROSALYN: “You want to get out of here? How about I give you a head start?”

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pew

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twinkle

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ROSALYN: “So, Ma, about those potions of mine.”

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MA: “You dirty backstabber!”

ROSALYN: “I’m not really sure you’ve got the moral high ground here. Or even the regular high ground. If I wanted to, I could shoot you halfway to Disneyland© right now.”

MA: “Is that a threat?”

ROSALYN: “Yes?”

MA: “Fine! If you want your damn potions back so bad, take ‘em and get out!”

ROSALYN: “You know, you’re not exactly in a position to make demands right now.”

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MA: “No, it’s you who shouldn’t be making demands, you little shit! You think you’ve won just because you’ve beaten up a couple of my boys? You think this is over? Well you’re gonna wish it was over by the time we’re done with you! I’ve got secret tunnels all through these mines. I’ve got friends who’ll see you dead for what you’ve done! I’ve killed a dozen better elves than you! The whole criminal underbelly of Elfland is at my beck and call, and you’re gonna rue the day you fucking crossed me! You’re gonna—”

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MA: “—gonna…”

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BLUEBEARY: “‘Ma’ Mistwhiskers, I presume?”

MA: “W—what of it?”

BLUEBEARY: “I’m here by the authority of the Council of Elfland to place you under arrest for your substantial history of criminal activity.”

MA: “I've never done a crime in my life! You’ve got no proof!”

BLUEBEARY: “I think your words here say otherwise. Take her away, Bluebeari!”

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MA: “Damn you, potion seller! You haven’t seen the last of me!”

As Bluebeari drags Ma off, you make a mental note to install mousetraps around the hideout. Or maybe it's time you started looking for a feline housemate.

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BLUEBEARY: “Thanks again for the tip, miss; we couldn’t have done it without your help. We’ve been trying to track down Ma and her gang for ages, and now that we’ve got them, Elfland’s all the safer for it.”

ROSALYN: “Just doing my civic duty. Anyway, can I go and grab my stuff that was stolen? You don’t need any of it for evidence, do you?”

BLUEBEARY: “Feel free to take what’s yours, miss. I’ve heard Ma’s confession for myself, and that’s all the evidence we need.”

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That sounds like an exceptionally easy-to-abuse legal precedent, but you don’t feel like arguing with the law when it works out in your favor.

ROSALYN: “Okay, then I’ll just be taking my potions back.”

BLUEBEARY: “Go right ahead, miss.”

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ROSALYN: “Oh, and my torch, of course.”

BLUEBEARY: “Of course, of course.”

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ROSALYN: “And I can’t forget my spare heartstone. Which was totally mine to begin with.”

BLUEBEARY: “Sure thing.”

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ROSALYN: “And then there’s my…”

Your gaze falls upon the shield leaning against the wall of the cave and you trail off into stunned silence, but by this point, Bluebeary is already well out of earshot.

ROSALYN: “…my Arm of Elfland?”

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You’re probably going to need a bigger cart.

>>2757627
This is a good point to switch threads indeed.
Thanks for running!

>>2757531
>twinkle
My sides have cracked like so many reddish-brown cheese slopes

>>2757595
Oh my godt

The new thread is up: >>2759681

The next update isn't quite ready yet, but I wanted to get the new thread going before this one drops off page 10.