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There is a forest that likes to pretend that it's ordinary. It isn't, it's quite bizarre. Every night, in fact, zombies and other horrible monsters swarm this place, looking for people to kill. Not that they've found anyone, the forest itself is quite empty of residents. But they search anyway, during the night, shambling and groaning and occasionally leaving body parts lying around. Those disappear pretty quickly, but it still happens. Then the day comes, and they depart to who knows where, swearing (if mindless monsters could think, or in fact swear to anything in particular) that they'l be back the next night. Repeat ad nauseum.
It's currently in the day portion of this cycle of directionless attempts at violence. Maybe this day will be different from all of the others.
But then, probably not, it's a very boring island without anyone here.
"Not even a Blood Moon can stop capitalism. Let's do some business," says the merchant, and he produces the chest. It has - the exact same items that were in it before. Well then.
greatestgift
"Thanks."
She goes to add today's stock to her nice organized dresser, then comes back to ask Dylan, "What's a Blood Moon, anyway?"
She goes to add today's stock to her nice organized dresser, then comes back to ask Dylan, "What's a Blood Moon, anyway?"
"You can tell a Blood Moon is out when the sky turns red. There is something about it that causes monsters to swarm."
greatestgift
"So, I should go dig up as much platinum as I can find and make armour with it, then pack a lot of healing potions and torches and start exploring caves? During the daytime so I don't get swarmed by lots of monsters?"
"You can make a grappling hook from a hook and 3 chains. Skeletons found deep underground usually carry hooks, and chains can be made from iron bars," says Dylan. In a - sort of agreeing way.
greatestgift
"Underground sounds like a useful place. Anything horrifying I should be worried about down there?"
There's a noticable pause. The - whoever is in charge is thinking. Possibly how to relate information, not the information itself.
"You should focus on gathering more heart crystals -"
From the merchant, yelled through the wall: "-watching-"
Mumble mumble, "- deep underground."
Merchant: "- can hear -"
"There is something about it that causes monsters -"
"Check out - dirt blocks!" adds the merchant.
"You should focus on gathering more heart crystals -"
From the merchant, yelled through the wall: "-watching-"
Mumble mumble, "- deep underground."
Merchant: "- can hear -"
"There is something about it that causes monsters -"
"Check out - dirt blocks!" adds the merchant.
greatestgift
"...I should be paying attention to monsters that will come out of the dirt? What, like... extremely aggressive moles?"
greatestgift
"Well."
Sable contemplates this.
Then she says, with determined cheer, "At least they're not malices. Malices would be a problem."
Sable contemplates this.
Then she says, with determined cheer, "At least they're not malices. Malices would be a problem."
"I am here to give you advice on what to do next." Pause. The tiniest of frowns from the guide.
The merchant calls: "-I've heard -"
"- to move in, you will need to -"
"- guy who was here -"
"- to help!"
Silence. Silence silence, silence. Slow blink from the guide. "My name is Dylan. I am your guide."
The merchant calls: "-I've heard -"
"- to move in, you will need to -"
"- guy who was here -"
"- to help!"
Silence. Silence silence, silence. Slow blink from the guide. "My name is Dylan. I am your guide."