>>5551429>>5551430>>5551435>>5551446>>5551575>>5551587>>5551785>Examine the damage to your HOOD.>Think about your CURRENT HANG-UPS.You excuse yourself from the party as you retreat to the first chamber. Your eyes lay set on your hood, fingers gentle over the traveler’s felt as you turn it over in your hands. You’ll just need a bit of thread, a few minutes’ time, and some privacy. You remove a sewing needle and darning needle from your frock.
Your wand was a gift from your mother, a DYADIC WAND hewn from two woods, YGGDRASILL and HOLY THORN. It’s the only wand you’ve known to keep that can afford you control over your magic. Your wizardwear, however, was a gift from your family, and it’s one you care for just a little more.
The wizard wear also masks from the others a face you don’t care to show–a GREAT and SHAMEFUL secret, one you’ve no small mental hang-ups over. You can wear your half-elf heritage with pride, but this is a far more intimate matter. Your lady is the only one who knows the truth, and she’s thought it pertinent enough not to spill the secret to others.
“Uh.. Snuff?” You hear your master’s voice from behind you. You briefly glance back, relieved to see her, before you’re reminded all at once of the situation when you catch sight of the slime-stained blade in her hands. He is still the GREEN KNIGHT. “Is everything alright?”
“Yes, yes. As I said, I’ll be back in a moment.” You shuffle a little closer toward the other corridor.
>Retreat a little deeper into the passage. You don’t care if he’s dead, he ought not to know, either.>Warn him not to step closer, lest he see something horrifying.>Ask if he can call back your master.>Write-In. 