>>5515955If you have any specific questions, I can answer.
>>5515490>>5515491>>5515498>>5515500>>5515509>>5515520>>5516006>>5516027>>5516113>Yes, it might be better to leave now before the wizard police arrive, the potion you drank will probably run out soon.>”…How much of his corpse do you think you’ll need for this spell, Lady Sigrid, and is it possible to cast it in a more secure location?”>Put whatever wizard bits she wants into a decently sized pot with a lid, and try not to think how much the meat smells like the meatloaf you used to eat at the conservatory.“A-ah, yes, well.. it may be better to leave before the police begin their investigation in earnest. Your transpeciation will run short soon, no?” You have to crane your neck to meet your master’s eyes. “But it may prove worthwhile to get a word in with him. How much of his corpse do you think you’ll need for this spell, Lady Sigrid? Would it be possible to cast it in a more secure location?”
“Well, as much as possible is ideal.. or as much as we can carry in a bucket. ” Sigrid grimaces. “I could channel him anywhere so long as I’ve got some of the corpse. The hitch is quality–any less than the whole of his body will diminish how intelligible he’ll be, and any longer and his spirit will fade from reach. If we wanted the most out of him, I’d have called forth his ghost with that pile of flesh in the other room right now.”
As much as you’d love to see your master work her magic, you just haven’t the time for any protracted casts. Your lady sets to work (at her insistence) to collect wizard bits into a pot and lid them up whilst you keep an eye out from the front window. Your moss-person companion stands just outside a finger in her nose. You’ll have to collect her as you leave..
“Ah.” You narrow your eyes at the alley street ahead of you. A few figures in terse, peacock blue robes have begun to gather up across the street, cloth hats tall and set low over their eyes. “Lady Sigrid! I think the police have arrived..”
“What!? Already?!” Your master barks, a pot held in her hands as she breaks from the back room. “That’s far too quick, even for wizard police. Hmph–someone must’ve seen something, or perhaps.. Well, how do they look?”
“They don’t look too eager to bust in.. they’re likely not aware of us.” You release a sigh of relief. It’s good you didn’t waste any needless time channeling up that stodgy old man in the back, lest you’d’ve been running into them in far more difficult-to-explain circumstances.
>Suggest leaving through the back. There was a window through to the back alley.>Maybe you could leave by heading up the stairs and clambering across the rooftops.>Try escaping downward. The wizard city’s sewer systems are famously large and complex.>Maybe you’ll be able to cut your way through the front by bluffing.>Write-In. 