>>5527423>>5527424>>5527427>>5527450>>5527475>Check the magical litter scattered about to see if you can use anything to your advantage. “Just give me a moment, my lady.” You murmur, hand on your chin. “I think I can manage something.”
You turn your attention toward the mountains and valleys of wizard litter that blanket the room–all manner of magical refuse from three-eyed frog boils to clippings of ent foot fungus. You scoping out the junk, turning over trash and unidentifiable wet, pulsating masses as you look for anything of use.
You manage to pluck just three of the most seemingly useful items within reach–a HALF-USED POTION (though you’re unsure of the effect), a BASILISK PICK, and a FACE BUCKET. They’re all a bit broken and ugly, but you might yet be able to put them to use.
The HALF-USED POTION is not, to your olfactory ability, poisonous–it’s a strange, gamey kind of smell that brings to mind venison. You might imbibe it to see to its effect. The BASILISK PICK is a popular pick among dwarven colliers, in large part thanks to its viper-fang tip which still oozes a corrosive acid that can eat through even steel. And the FACE BUCKET has a face–very cool to see a face on a bucket!
>What do you do? 