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They wanna play with magic? Then by Jove, you’ll play with magic! Hastily retrieving the ensorceled souvenir you snagged from Trimbault’s Magic Item Vault out from the dark recesses of your voluminous pockets, you hold <span class="mu-s">BIISII’S BAG</span> aloft like some hempen Excalibur!
“Errr, Rook?” Volka mutters as she blankly regards the bag, “What’s that?”
The solution to your problems, you reply with a grin! Granted you have no clue what this thing holds–all you got was a half-assed description written by someone who couldn’t write their way out of a paper bag–but you’re not exactly flush with ideas right now… and you aren’t about to mess around when you’ve got Water Elementals chomping at the bit to give you a very, VERY close shave!
Your hand plunges into the sack and is immediately beset by a symphony of sensations: a swarm of tiny somethings nip at your wrist! Piping-hot vapor scalds your skin! And for a brief moment you feel something cold… but <span class="mu-i">fleshy</span> wrap around your wrist!
“Are you actually gonna <span class="mu-i">DO</span> anything or did you just say that for attention?” Hisses Rezalith as Toppel takes a few more steps away from the bath’s perimeter! She’s one to talk!
“J-just…” Toppel trembles, not bothering to whisper any longer as concern spreads through her foxlike face, “Just be careful with that-”
Your hand is too busy being burned, stung, bitten, scratched, shocked, and possibly licked for you to listen, and once your hand <span class="mu-i">DOES</span> close around something, you don’t even wait to see what it is… you <span class="mu-i">YANK!</span>
Your quarry emerges from the bag with barely any struggle, and it doesn’t take long to realize why! The item, or critter, or whatever it’s supposed to be daintily sits in your palm with a slightly prickly surface like some kind of sea urchin! But while those are prickly, this thing is… well, it almost feels like it’s made of thick, wet toilet paper!
Needless to say, you’re ready to get rid of it when it starts to <span class="mu-i">shiver</span> in your hand… but before you can do anything, the pokething lets loose with a deafening <span class="mu-i">SHRIEK</span> as the area around it is bathed in enough magic to make your eyes shake!
“R-ROOK, WHAT’S-”
Volka’s answer arrives swifter than you’d anticipated–as your item fades into the aether, you feel an invisible force tug your body upwards… along with everything around it! Water, incense burners, chimes, the girls–all of it launches ceilingward as if the whole world had been turned on its head, turning the calm bathing area into a clutter cacophony!
Thankfully your face takes the brunt of the landing-induced blow… but the minute you regain your equilibrium you’re already tumbling back where you came from! Slamming into the bare bath floor, all you can do is groan as the water joins you shortly after!
>CONTD.
