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[writteninblood]

Sorrel, you can't write that on your letterbox! she told me.
Well, I say, why not? It's not like shemlen can read.

Comments

is it in person or via crystal? you choose!

[skulltasm]

OFT I MUST STRIVE WITH WIND AND WAVE, BATTLE THEM BOTH WHEN UNDER THE SEA
I FEEL OUT THE BOTTOM, A FOREIGN LAND. IN LYING STILL I AM STRONG IN THE STRIFE;
IF I FAIL IN THAT THEY ARE STRONGER THAN I, AND WRENCHING ME LOOSE, SOON PUT ME TO ROUT.
THEY WISH TO CAPTURE WHAT I MUST KEEP. I CAN MASTER THEM BOTH IF MY GRIP HOLDS OUT,
IF THE ROCKS BRING SUCCOR AND LEND SUPPORT, STRENGTH IN THE STRUGGLE.
ASK ME MY NAME!

[writteninblood]

....

I...


[What does one say when one opens the door to the privy and finds this at their feet.]

...I, uh. I'm. [Why this? What this? Who this, come to think of it?] What?

[skulltasm]

OH, WELL DONE. TRULY, AN IMPECCABLE IMPERSONATION OF THE SENESCHAL, IF I HAD HANDS, I WOULD APPLAUD.

BUT THAT'S NOT THE ANSWER TO MY RIDDLE.

[writteninblood]

Fuck you.

[The response is immediate and thoughtless. How dare you compare him to a seneschal. Particularly that one.]

My mother taught me not to answer demon's riddles.

[skulltasm]

DEMON?! YOU SHOULD BE SO LUCKY. IF I WERE A DEMON, I WOULDN'T BE HERE. YOU'D BE ABLE TO USE THE LATRINE IN PEACE, BUT NO. I'M JUST A SKULL IN A JAR THAT SOMEONE HAS PLAYED A RATHER NASTY TRICK ON. DEMON. REALLY, NOW.

[writteninblood]

Plenty of demons get stuck in skulls, and probably some of them in jars. Nevarra's full of weird shem'len, don't try to convince me otherwise.

[Lecturing you with a pointed finger, like you're a child.]

There are other latrines in Riftwatch, and I don't have to listen to this. [shutting the door on this, now.] Bye, demon!

[skulltasm]

[ Muffled, through the door. ]

WELL FINE, THEN. I DIDN'T WANT TO PLAY IN THIS SILLY SATINALIA GAME ANYWAY.