Opening his door and exiting, closing it from behind him, he went to lock the door. He had his sword and whistle but the best move would be to stop the Cult Leader from getting away and getting a paladin
“Oh, but remove the slave part, I’m still me.”
“OPEN THE BOX OPEN THE BOX AND TAKE MY BOOK”
I WILL DIE I WILL DIE I WILL DIE
He tries to desesperatedly come up with something while still running.
The lock was a bit rusty from the rain. You know that it probably won’t hold against significant enough force.
(Are you going to leave the area? @PokemonKidRyan )
Marian opens the box and the book.
“What can we do at this point, all knowing bunches of paper?”
I told you before.
“Well. Be safe. Dhar’ll show you your belongings. And then escort them to their destination, won’t you, Dhar?”
The paladin looks at you. Almost suspiciously. He nods to the court wizard, whose beard no longer exists on his chin. Or… at all?
You feel yourself get carried away from the place, violently, as if a tornado swept you off of your feet. Your surroundings seem to disappear, and only the strong wind remained. Spiraling and spiraling into a vortex of high speeds and
"Your "stuff’“s here. Get it.” He points. as if he’d been waiting for you to do it for a while.
“Nonononono GET THE BOOK I WAS CARRYING”
Marian gets out the other book which she didn’t realize existed until now.
“Why would you want this dusty old thing?!”
Lily pretends to be unfazed even though her hair is ruffled, as if riding whirlwinds was an activity she did daily.
“Thanks, Dhar! Wait, didn’t you have a beard before?”
(I assume my cat, staff, and bag are all here?)
He stays nearby to the front, barely able to see. Only a few steps to the side. It would be useless walking off because if he’d came in contact with the Unseen he couldn’t escape and he knew that
You must slit your throat over its pages, letting your blood drip onto it.
“Sssshhhh. I am not Dhar. I am D, now, for all my har is gone.”
He gets his claws over it desesperatedly and looks down at his own body.
“I have been sealed before, devil.”
“Forces beyond your control must be feared above all else, as they can ruin any good plan.”
“The demon or the trained assassin. Which would you choose?”
That was a warning for the girl.
(OMFG THAT’S SO FUCKING GOOD LMAO WHAT THE FUCK CHEESY)
Lily snorts as she picks up her stuff.
“That was good. Well, cya D.”
She leaves, assuming there’s an exit.
“Does she needs to cut herself? If anything, the cerimonial knife is also inside the box.”
“Don’t tell me… I’m going to be left alone…”