Spooky Scary Shadow Skeletons

And thus the internal battle between not wanting to waste time and not wanting to be literally carried by someone else in a dungeon began. She began to pace back and forth in the narrow hallway, as if she was making a decision on which parent to save in a 'you-can-only-choose-one' situation. Another thirty seconds of stalling and she let out a loud moan before conceding.

"Fine, FINE," She grumbled, rationalizing in her mind that she would expend less energy in the long run. "But only in the interest of time." She did have a schedule to keep, you know.

With a bit of hesitance, Guy walked down the wall. He had secretly been hoping she would choose the other option, even if it did mean he would have to wait a few minutes. That's what I get for mentioning it, I guess. As his hands reached for Wiki's, he flinched slightly. "...I'll just hold you by the wrists and dangle you down--as little physical contact as possible." After heaving her into the air, he inched his way back to the ceiling, then shuffled along at a steady pace. The added weight made it particularly difficult to stay in place.

When was the last time he even touched the bark of a female Deku Scrub that wasn't also a murderous sociopath? ...It had to have been at least five years.

After reluctantly ferrying Wiki across, Guy lowered onto the wall, dropped her, and then hopped off himself, landing with a thud a couple feet away. Buzzari was resting on a nearby doorknob, smirking playfully, "What took you, buzz? I wasp waiting a while." The temptation to swat him was steadily increasing.

Wiki didn't notice him flinch, she was too busy averting her eyes and scowling. As he began to hoist her up, she held onto Guy's hands in a viselike grip and closed her eyes in an attempt to ignore the situation at hand. What a horrible position to be in. She concentrated on the vision of creatures with flesh doing the same tactics, losing their grip because of sweaty palms, and then falling into a pot and to their ReDead induced death to make entire experience more bearable.

"Shut up," she snapped at the Picori, quickly opening the door. The room was dark, and Wiki groaned audibly when she spotted what was inside. After the three of them had entered, the dungeon showed surprising sentience and four metal bars slammed down behind them, locking the group in. The torches in the room ignited, revealing two Beamos and a Stalfos in the center. The Beamos opened their eyes and began rotating at a slow speed, the Stalfos expertly avoiding their lasers as if they weren't even there while it charged at the Dekus.

Great.

Damnit. Guy's companions consisted of a tiny helpless creature and a psychotic bitch who wasn't armed for melee combat. He hated having to guard other people, and only just realized he would probably have to do that until his friggin' boots were fixed.

With a grunt of annoyance, Guy hopped forth and anchored his feet into the ground hard, raising his mirror shield just in time to deflect the Stalfos' sword. Before Guy could thrust his blade forward into the monstrosity, its foot launched into his ribs with a gut-wrenching WHACK. He rebounded backwards, rolling and skidding towards one of the Beamos... as its eye abruptly came onto him.

"Damnit, do something!" His shield shot up over his face, its mirrored surface deflecting the beam back, slicing into the Beamos' own steely hide.

"You seem to bee handling yourself!" Buzzari smiled a bit, before stealthily floating over to the opposite Beamos... and stabbing it repeatedly with his tiny spear. Who knows, maybe after three dozen pokes the weapon might leave more than a scratch. The monster itself didn't even seem to realize it was being attacked.

Wiki readied an arrow and fired it at the Beamos Guy had landed against. Luckily, she hadn't cared enough to pay attention to the Picori and where it was in the room, otherwise she would have targeted the Beamos that the Picori had been stabbing. And she might not have.... aimed directly for the Beamos in that case (plausible deniaiblity is important, you know). As she heard the snap of the arrow as it struck the Beamos, her brow furrowed. Of course it was the type of Beamos that wasn't effected by arrows. Of course.

Wiki summoned an arrow and fired it at the Stalfos, striking it in the head. It whipped around and turned its attention to her, the impact causing seemingly little damage. It was just ineffective arrow season, wasn't it? She dodged a circling beam and ran towards the wall, yelling at the Stalfos and trying to get it to follow.

It took the bait, lunging at her before she rolled out of the way, causing its sword to clang against the wall. Enough time for Wiki to point at the ground below her, a pillar of flame arising and engulfing the skeleton beast. Her excitement was shortlived, as she noticed the Stalfos emerged from the flames unharmed.

But now there was a flaming Stalfos in the room. Happy days and jubilation!

"Why use flaming spells?" Buzzari quickly quipped, "You know they always backfire!"

If Guy wasn't being shot at by lethal death beams he, too, he would have wondered why so many Deku Scrubs he knew were prone to use their own greatest weakness as a weapon. He would have made a mental note to get some Goronr Armor after he scrapes himself out of this. Of course, one doesn't have much time for thinking when you're pinned on your back beneath an onslaught of Beamos beams. Guy had dropped his blade, and was using both hands just to try to push up his shield into the endless beam that was shooting down into him.

With a hard grunt, he shoved himself up, deflecting the beam across the room. Deft as it was, the undead warrior didn't see that coming. An amplified version of an already lethal beam audibly sizzled its burning bones, summoning a grotesque groan of unmistakable anguish.

On the opposite side of the room, Buzzari was so busy watching the others fight that he wasn't paying attention to the Beamos he was idly stabbing. He hadn't realized the Beamos had finally noticed him, and was glaring with oen ferocious eye that was rapidly building up a lethal laser blast. "OH BUZZ!" The Picori shot out of the way at the last possible moment, leaving the laser to pierce into the already suffering Stalfos, leaving its corpse crumbling to the ground in a pile of bones.

By now, Guy had heaved back onto his feet, and launched forward into his own Beamos with the hardest tackle his little body could muster, striking with just enough impact to knock over the robotic monstrosity. No sooner did its body bounce impotently off the ground did the Deku whip up his blade, leap dramatically forward, and stab down into its eye with every bit of strength he still had. He hoped that Buzzari or, more likely Wiki, would be taking care of the other Beamos at this very moment... Last thing he needed was to get pelted with a beam when he left himself wide open.

Wiki let out a loud cry and jumped ontop of the Beamos's head, swirling around with it for a moment before whipping out an ink pen with her left hand and stabbing it into the statue's pupil repeatedly. She didn't care that her hand was in an immense amount of pain. Enchant your statues all you want to be impervious to a stick with a pointed tip on it fired from a stringed weapon, but no one has the foresight to enchant your dungeon guards from quills.

She shook her damaged hand and leapt off the now disabled statue, blowing on it in an effort to stop the incredible stinging pain that refused to go away. She took inventory of her hand. All five fingers were there and that's all that really mattered. She really wished she had some water or something to pour on her scorched bark, this thing stung. Well at least she could add her hand to the ever growing "permanently scarred and marred" list.

Wiki's head turned when she heard the familiar twinkling noise of an appearing chest which was beginning to materialize in the middle of the room.

"... you can open it," she said, returning her attention back to her injured hand. Its movement wasn't disabled at all and it t was starting to feel a little better. At least she knew she could still fight at this level of pain.

Rolling off the Beamos' corpse, Guy's chest was still heaving with laborious breaths. Of all the crazy shit that just happened, it was chump change to the weird stuff he's seen in life--and yet he still hasn't even seen the faintest evidence of a fountain of youth. But no, he wasn't getting too old for this. He never would. He'd die to a Keese before he settled down and--

"Oh, yeah." He scurried quickly over to the chest, grinning broadly with his eyes. "Wait." His hands paused for a moment. Why wasn't Wiki all over this? She didn't seem the pious type. How and why was she letting him have exactly what he wanted more than anything? It was too suspicious to not be a trap, but too uncanny for her to go through this elaborate ruse just for him to open a chest.

So, his hands shoved the wooden frame open--"Dindamnit!" He growled, instantly glaring at Wiki. His body shot away from the chest, but it was too late--he could feel his body sucking away into the voracious dark hole it contained, before disappearing entirely into the veil. The entire room seemed to twist and shudder as everything shot into the chest, consumed by the glutenous but motionless wood. Buzzari's high-pitched voice could be heard squealing desperately as he vanished into the pitch-black void, along with the corpses of two Beamos and dozens of disembodied bones. In a matter of seconds, Guy, Wiki, and Buzzari--along with everything in the room--was falling wildly into a pitch-black hole.

"Would that bee a drum?!" Buzzari's voice squealed out, his eyes narrowing as he peered down into the void.

As Guy stumbled and twisted through the lightless air, confused assuming he was probably about to die, he noticed a rapidly-approaching giant drum-skin. He hoped it was softer than it looked...

Guy should be grateful that Wiki didn't open that box. If that was the luck he had, then surely if she had opened it they would have all been dead already. Twice. Of course, Wiki thought that if she had opened the chest, it would have revealed like, 4000 rupees. At least.

"What did you DO?!" She roared, trying her best to steady herself against the opposing force of gravity. She was pulled off her feet and found herself grasping at the stone floor. The part of Beamos's body slammed against Wiki's head as it was picked up, knocking her momentarily unconscious and successfully robbing her of any chance she might have of not being sucked up by a black hole.

She saw stars on the edge of her vision as she came to, a splitting headache and a feeling of nausea flooding through her body. She really could have done without another concussion for the rest of her life, but obviously fate had different ideas. When she realized her intense vertigo was being compounded by the fact she was falling through the air and towards a flat surface, she glared directly at Guy. Could he even see the anger in her face in the darkness? Probably not. What a loser

Her impending death feet below her, she closed her eyes and braced for impact. She bounced, once, twice, three times before she opened them again. Despite the idiocy of the other Deku, she was alive! Praise whatever Goddesses or guardians she refused to worship. She stumbled to the edge of the drum to vomit up her breakfast, groaning and clutching at her pounding head. She continued to lean over the edge, feeling the drum beneath her continue to pound and bounce. She pulled at the leaves on her head.

"Could you STOP that?!" She whipped her head around and screamed, expecting the bouncing to be coming from the other Deku jumping up and down like an asshole. Her vision blurred from the sudden movement, and so when she saw two giant hands pounding on the opposite side of the drum, she assumed it was just her eyes playing tricks on her.

She looked up in time to see the body of the terrifying creature disappear into the shadows, the tempo it was beating speeding up as its hands began to move around the drum. Wiki moved towards the center as fast as she could, just in time to avoid being knocked off the edge and into the abyss below. She readied her bow, squinting her eyes. How many hands did this thing have? Two? Four?? ... Two?

This... this was not going to be fun.

Guy's body bounced off the drumskin several times more than it should have, and only then did it realize it was actually being played. In truth, over the years, he had forgotten the monstrosity that crept at the bottom of this hellish place. He had no name for the colossal, headless Bongo player, and preferred to keep it that way--something as grotesque and disturbing as this beast was better off without a name, lest it be remembered.

His head whipped back to Buzzari, who was exasperated but unharmed--then Wiki, who was as irritable as always. Guy was almost impressed when she managed to actually ready a real attack this time, despite the bouncing of the drum...

Too small and airborne for anyone to remember to notice, Buzzari had been floating his way towards the edge of the drum, little stinger held tight in his grip.

Guy struggled to hop in time with the beat, lest the quivering skin throw him off. As he aimed a throwing knife, the monstrosity swiveled effortlessly out of aim--no doubt Wiki's problem as well. Just when he thought he had it locked down, the entire gargantuan monster abruptly vanished into thin air, all while the beat continued to mysteriously play.

"Oh. Right." Guy grimaced, "It can do that..."

Just when Buzzari had finally hovered all the way to where Bongo wasp, it effortlessly disappeared. Before he could even beegin to figure out what happened, the invisible monster must have swiveled quickly around the drum, because it SLAMMED with terrible force into the little bee--and right into his tiny little stinger, too, sending his little body flying off into the darkness that surrounded the drum.

There came an echoing rumbling--that sounded almost like the beast was in pain. It quickly became visible again, crumpling onto the drum--and on top of Guy, pinning him helplessly to the drum, just barely light enough to not outright crush his bones. A giant red eye opened, appeared where its head should have been--and sticking out of what vaguely resembled a pupil was a tiny, obsidian spear.

Just then, Guy remembered how it had been defeated before--even if he lacked the Lens of Truth needed to properly see it. "Hi-hit the eye...!" Guy's voice struggled out, crawling to Buzzari, or to Wiki, or anyone out there who was remotely on his side.

"You've been here before and you failed to mention this thing why?!" Wiki shouted at Guy, her ears ringing. ... Was her voice really that loud and obnoxious? Nope, that was definitely just the concussion talking. This bouncing was not helping. This bouncing was really not helping. Her first arrow fell out of her hands before she even had a chance to fire it. She quickly scooped it up, just in time to see yellow stripes be flown into the darkness. Immediately after she felt her headache improve. Wasp nice knowing you.

The creature's body slamming onto Guy knocked her off her feet, but she kept a firm grip on her weapon. She aimed at the Creature's ... eyes?

Crap.

She fired as fast as she could, summoning arrows in quick succession after each missed shot. On her fourth try, she finally hit the thing. It recoiled, jumping off of the other Deku and retreating back into the shadows. Wiki rushed over to Guy the best she could, timing the leaps she was using to move across the drum to match the now much more rapid rhythm the beast was producing.

"Get. UP," She yelled, grabbing onto his forearm and hoisting him to his feet. A large slam on the drum knocked her down, her weapon tumbling out of her hand. She tumbled backwards from the other Deku, just in time to be scooped up by one of the creatures hands. She felt her body compress painfully as she was squeezed, and then of course, shaken. The vertigo at this point was unbearable, and if she died in this thing's stupid hands, she was glad most of her stuff would go with her too.

"I thought..." Guy gasped out beneath the weight of the creature, ,"...we killed it!" He should have guessed something as freakish as this would never stay dead.

He had never been one for archery, but damn if Wiki seemed any better. He thought her quiver would empty before he finally heard an arrow pierce flesh--and the thing recoiling backwards into the darkness. Struggling to get up, he was almost surprised she helped--or hurled--him to his feet. That was, until he realized she was a terrible fighter and probably needed him to survive. It would have made him feel masculine, if he wasn't basically helping the least feminine, most inhumane, most disgusting person he knew...

...well aside from Sienna.

Guy was still clutching his barely-intact ribs by the time the beast snatched up Wiki and squeezed her like his own personal stress-ball. Getting stabbed and shot in the only eye you have would be a pretty stressful experience, he assumed. So one of his allies was probably dead and the others was about to die. Hopefully there would at least be treasure after this.

He had managed to keep his balance just long enough to whip out a pair of throwing knives and take aim at the only weakspot he knew it had--only for the dang thing to abruptly vanish again, leaving Wiki's body dangling in midair, crushed by a giant invisible hand. This thing was obnoxiously smart for something so big and stupid-looking. He slung out both knifes to where he hoped its eye was--and obviously missed as both blades soared into the abyss--before charging towards Wiki's eeriely twitching, clutched body. Whipping out his shortsword, he stabbed wildly at her midsection--and thankfully, the blade cleaved not into her, but the invisible thumb clutching her body in place.

Wiki was dropped--and the beast appeared once more, shaking its hand. It didn't even seem truly hurt so much as annoyed. With a dramatic leap, Guy tore towards its eye-head, clutching his entire body around it before digging his dagger in as hard as he could--hearing it howl in agony. His weight and assault was just enough for its head to lower, weakened, near the surface of the drum. He howled out, "Blast it! Kill it with fire!" He only hoped he could leap out of the way before he was caught in Wiki's flames as well.

At least now she could see out while she died, considering the monster had just made itself invisible again. What's the purpose of making yourself invisible when you're holding onto something visible? Wiki didn't have much time to ponder this, however, considering she now saw Guy rushing towards her with a sword. Oh come on, dying by suffocation totally beat dying by getting stabbed.

Fortunately for her, Guy wasn't attempting to stab her, but her captor. Wiki sputtered as she hit the ground and then began to cough violently, her lungs filling back up with air. Wait, do Dekus even breathe oxygen? Aren't they plants? Do they breathe carbon? Whatever, something was filling up Wiki's lungs and she was damn happy for it.

Waiting for the Deku(s) to jump out of the way, Wiki pointed her hand at ground under the middle one of the three eyes she was seeing. Moments later, a large pillar of flame rose from the ground. She guessed that she must have guessed right, considering the howl of pain that filled the room. The creature retreated into the darkness. Wiki readied herself for another attack, but it never came. She heard the familiar noise of an appearing treasure chest, and one began to materialize in the middle of the drum. She didn't care if the thing was dead or hurt, it was gone, and that's all that mattered.

Wiki turned her attention towards the chest. Her body again tensed up, but probably not for any reason that anyone paying attention to her could have guessed. She made no indication of moving towards the chest, instead she was more preoccupied in looking for a way out of the room.

"There--" she pointed to a staircase in the darkness that led downwards, the mysterious miasma in the room around the drum disappearing with the monster's retreat.

That could've been the worst idea Guy had ever implemented, but, he managed to read the timing on Wiki's spell just close enough to leap away at the last second--leaving the monster's head brutally roasted. Guy whisked around towards the direction into which it retreated...

...and it was eerily silent. No sound; no movement. He feared it was invisible, but, then the chest appeared. It couldn't have died so easily, he thought. Did it conceit? Was this a trap? Maybe it just really hated fire? Maybe it just really hated Wiki? His head buzzed with possibilities--and even Wiki wasn't approaching the chest, again. He was beginning to wonder if she just had a phobia of treasure chests.

"Yaaaay~!!" A tiny buzzing voice came crying out of the darkness. Buzzari's face was beeming. "I knew we could do it! Buzz!!" He glanced between the two Deku Scrubs, head tilting curiously. Why did these two always seem so tense? He figured it was none of his beesiness. Even so, he had something important to tell them, "I lost my stinger...! Buzz..."

He floated towards Guy first, "I wasp going to tell you earlier, but, my keen insect senses have been detecting a familiar magic in this room..." Buzzari's little head turned into the darkness, seeing no walls, wondering if would really bee a room. "...the same kind of scent that your hover boots have. Maybe that big mean thingie had it?"

Guy raised a flat wooden eyebrow. That would be just his luck. He tolerates two insane freaks, almost dies, has to deal with the last monster he ever wanted to see again, and wanders aimlessly through a trap-filled all for the one thing he needed--his Hover Boots to be reactivated--to be dead or gone. With an annoyed groan, he shoved towards the chest and slammed it open, expecting another even more lethal trap.

"...Oh." Guy's hands dove down, clutching the brown leather and golden trim. With a triumphant smirk, he raised the brand-new, shining Hover Boots high into the air. "Hell, yes! Finally!" Finally he would be able to glide everywhere instead of walking or riding like some common peasant! A sense of satisfaction he so seldom felt filled his eyes. He kicked off the old, hole-ridden boots he'd been wearing for years and instantly slipped on the new pair.

Whether by magic or luck, the boots seemed to fit perfectly to his feet. "Din be praised," his eyes widened, "I dunno if that monster or someone else is the tailor who made these, but daaaaamn...!" If he had a Hylian's mouth, he would have been grinning ear-to-ear. His body slid effortlessly across the ground towards Wiki. He was relishing in this nostalgic feeling so much, he had barely even realized Wikihad mentioned stairs, but was making his way over nonetheless.

Buzzari wasp happy for his friend Guy. Of course, he was seemingly oblivious to the fact that he had been completely useless in fixing the Deku's old boots--as in the original plan. This seemed even beetter! Still, the last thing he wanted was to stay in this dark and creepy place. So, he hovered over towards the staircase. It seemed safe enough--and might even get them outside--but even he knew better to proceed without Wiki or Guy.

No. It had lived. Unbeelievable. She sighed and turned away from the Picori in disgust at this new found fact.

It wasn't that she had a phobia of chests, she just knew what she came her for wasn't going to be in one. Wiki was on a mission, remember, and what she was searching for was much, much more important than some stupid boots. She watched Guy heave his prize into the air before he began gliding around the room. He was so proud of his accomplishment and was enjoying himself so much that Wiki held her tongue. Everyone gets one moment where Wiki isn't a complete asshole to them.

Wiki took an arrow out of her quill. She snapped it so it was lighter and smaller before offering it to the Picori. Everyone. Gets. One.

But if Wiki had a mouth, she probably would have been grinning too. Oh what a joy it was to be the only creature in the room who could see in the dark. She wasn't lying, she was just selectively disclosing information. And the fact that she had seen a staircase going up at the opposite end of the room was just another fact these two didn't need to know. Or y'know, she saw three pairs of staircases going up in the same vicinity that she guessed was actually only one.

She made her way over to the pair of stairs she originally pointed out and began to descend them. The stairs were dark, but she saw the glow of a torch the further she descended. Soon, Wiki found herself staring at another room filled with paintings. Great. She turned towards the other Deku.

"... You didn't happen to take inventory of any buried dead you saw the last time you came here, right?"

Buzzari took his new little stinger with a beeming face, "Thank you, madam! ...Buzz!" He knew he hoped to get a sturdier one sometime later on, but this would more than suffice for the time being. Maybe he could even light it and use it as a torch? Oh, the possibeelities!

After his profound celebration had just about finished, Guy hovered his way over, quite literally gliding his way down the stairs behind Wiki and Buzzari. After all, it seemed there wasn't any other way out. He wasn't terribly surprised to see a myriad of more creepy paintings, but was a bit off-put by Wiki's question. Was there a sarcastic joke he wasn't getting? "I... no, not at all."

...She wasn't about to kill him now, right? Perhaps--the biggest bad had just been defeated, and perhaps in Wiki's eyes that meant he had served his purpose. Guy watched Wiki, carefully, waiting for her to make a move. Hopefully his suspicions were wrong, but, if not, he could whip out a knife faster than she could notch a bow.

Meanwhile, Buzzari had already taken to poking each of the paintings with his newfound stick. With each one, he would loudly proclaim, "Seems to bee solid!"--more than oblivious to anything else going on, as usual. His one-minded determination wasp almost admirable.

"I... I was just wondering," she said halfheartedly. She just wanted to get out of here, and why did she feel so tired all of a sudden? "If you couldn't tell, I'm looking for a grave."

Wiki felt sick to her stomach. Both beecause the puns that stupid Picori was making were atoricous and two because she was pretty sure that she was losing her ability to see jack shit. Pardon her profanity, but it was obvious from her swaying that she was having difficulty standing. She reached for a painting on the wall.. only to fall through. She landed flat on her face, clutching her head and groaning.

She was gonna throw up.

She sniffed, and if she had a nose she would had wrinkled it. The room smelt... awful. ... wait a second...

"C-Cover your noses or uh, s-sn.. Stop breathing!!" She shot up, covering her snout. Unwillingly she started to cough violently as her lungs filled with a sort of poison. She gripped the side of the wall and as she felt her feet begin to get soaked by a thin layer of poison water. This sucked.

She slipped, figuring a crack on her head was how she died. She screamed. This was it. Her brains would be splattered on the floor for all to see. Luckily, she had managed to slip and fall onto her face instead. Great.

Why would there be a grave in here, beneath a graveyard? Why would Wiki be looking for it? At the very least, it no longer seemed as though she was trying to kill him...

...No, given the fact she was sprinting through a room filled with what appeared to be various forms of poison, the only person Wiki seemed intent on killing was Wiki. Guy's face was halfway through the portrait, watching Wiki flounder, as he callously called out, "Don't die." With that said, he withdrew back into the room and began to inspect the other paintings. Hopefully one of them wasn't a trap, but an exit. He had defeated that monster and gotten what he came for. Indeed, Guy had other things to do--like go get wasted, and hopefully forget this entire experience. He'll just wake up with a massive hangover, and not remember how his Hover Boots started working again.

Yeah. That sounded like a good plan. "Hopefully the bar'll be open," he mumbled to himself, already thinking of Kakariko...

With that thought in mind, his hand slid across the surface of the final painting, one of the crescent moon. He smirked, feeling his fingertips slip inside. There was naught but a single ladder in the small, cavernous area. Reaching for it, Guy desperately hoped it would lead him out of here...

...

Buzzari had clung to Wiki's robe as she entered the painting. His little voice could be faintly heard squealing out, "Bee careful!" as his tiny body was flung to and fro with the Deku's frantic sprinting. As she fell, his body was flung head over beels towards the opposite end of the room... He managed to catch himself in mid-air, clutching his hands over his little face in desperate attempt to heed Wiki's warning.

He feared for her, laying in poisonous water, but he knew he was powerless to aid her--and by now the entrance was too far away for him to fly back there in time. No, his only choice was to buzz deeper--as quickly as he could. Finding what appeared door, his little body darted into its crevice--bracing his feet on the door and arms on the ledge, he pushed it as hard as he could. "BUUUUZZZZZZ!!!" ...This of course wasn't very hard at all, but it succeeded in opening the door, barely.

What Buzzari didn't realize, of course, was that this door wasp a door to a coffin. A corpse flopped impotently out of the case, slumping into the inch-high fluid. Yet, where the corpse had fallen, there was a small hole just big enough for a Deku Scrub to squeeze through--"C-Come on!" He called desperately to Wiki, hoping she would already be behind him. With his lungs about to burst, Buzzari desperately darted through the hole and took a long, deep gasp to fill his tiny lungs.

Wiki closed her eyes, focusing all of her remaining energy on listening. There we go, the fall of the corpse. The draining of the water. The familiar magical.... Bing? Weird. Totally worth a chime.

The scrub rose to her feet, a hint of bloodlust in her eyes. She stumbled over to her prey. And beelieve her she would have it. She quickly busted open the tomb somehow. Maybe with her fists or with assistance. She finally did it, preying her hands on a book that now used to be in a recently deceased zora. Gross.

But she did it. Volume 236 of her favorite anthology.

She promptly blacked out.

If anyone took this from her, she would hunt them down forever.

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40 roops gained after Wiki binge reads and then sells it. If anyone choses to pry, the book is very elegantly bound... But Its clear very quickly what it is. Its a overly long, super convoluted novel about the future. And the end of the world. And shipping. People made charts to keep track of their ship's man.

Augh.

Guy crawls back up into the graveyard, pushing aside a tombstone to reveal a secret entrance, then promptly gets wasted.

Buzzari sits with Wiki for a while to make sure she is alright, only to be brushed off. He later meets up with a then-drunk Guy, before finally all three of them part ways again.

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For one player and two characters, I should be getting 50 rupees... plus another 10 for Guy's profession... which of course, I will immediately spend on treasures.

Guy Denzrita gets:
-25r: Hover Boots
+10r: Due to Lv2 Profession: Thief

Buzzari Bugman gets:
-40r: Shock Enchantment
-5r: To make up the difference

(Buzzari didn't specifically get the enchantment in this thread, but I've played him with it ever since he was created. I just never got a chance to finish the thread with him.)