>>5547748>>5547760>>5547764>>5547766>>5547782>>5547988>>5548110>Bring the spirit along to set his body on the scale. He can have that good grace.>"Couldn't hurt to have a non-corporeal ally along."“Well, you can help us ferry your body to the great beyond, at least.” You heft up a femur clad in iron. “You deserve at least that much. And we could use a non-corporeal ally’s strength here.”
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“G-gah. I didn’t know I was so heavy..” The green knight gasps as he heaves his helmet and skull up onto the scale alongside you. The chains begins to <span class="mu-i">click, clack, click</span> as it goes winding back down again into an even position. The stone door comes sliding up into its frame with a thud to reveal the dark passage ahead. Molly peers through.
“We did it!” Bredbeddle claps her hands together (she did not carry anything). “Ahah, see? 3 slugs ain’t heavy at all.”
“Phew..! Well.. thank you for your aid, fair green knight.” You pat the hero on his head, happy to have put your brain to use with the puzzle. “With your duty done, your spirit may rest in peace in the WILD BLUE YONDER. I’m fluent in six different religions’ funerary rites, so I’ll just do all of them for you–improves the chances that you end up somewhere good.”
“Right. Thank you!” He bows his head graciously. “For at least giving me some semblance of an adventure. I’m glad. Farewell..!”
The green knight raises your master’s hands to the air as if expecting some flying cherubs to swoop down and carry him up into the sky. He keeps his hands high in the air for another minute or so–occasionally having to set them back down to rest–before glancing back at you.
“Are you.. is master back yet, or..?” You look at the pocket watch in your cloak.
“U-uh.. no. Sorry.” He rubs the back of his head. “I don’t really know how this stuff works. I’m trying to go, too. Is there a way for you to call her?”
>Try shaking her.>Attempt shouting at the top of your lungs.>Panic!>Write-In. 