>>5548507>>5548515>>5548516>>5548517>"What should I do if he starts doing things that would be dangerous for your body, like he decides to tie two swords together and wield them like nunchucks?">Try getting in character here.“Will this really be safe, my lady..? There’s a lot on the line here. You could end up at the end of a monster’s sword..!” You fret over her, but she shakes her head.
“I wouldn’t worry all that much about danger. This dungeon is well dead. There might be goblins or kobolds or slimes, but it’s nothing a novice adventurer couldn’t manage.” She sighs. “The greatest threat you’ll face is him ending up disappointed and ruining the exorcism. Just play along with his wants. Play things up if you have to.”
“Well.. what should I do if he starts doing things that would be dangerous for your body?” You ask. “Like, he decides to bind two swords with a length of chain, and ends up swinging them about..?”
“I.. don’t think he’ll do that. I think you may be the only person on the continent to ever consider that.” Your master looks worried for your head. “But if it comes down to it.. well.. you can’t let him go about getting me hurt, but you can’t end up letting him get bored.. I suppose it’s up to your discretion. But.. my time’s up. I’ll be back momentarily. SNUFF, do NOT make the two sword thing.”
Your master hiccups and, again, she grows more doe-eyed and relaxed in posture. A spectral trail leaks from her lips. “Ah.. so I’m back.” The KNIGHT glances to you, almost bashfully. “I’m trying really hard to die. Honestly.”
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“Yes–indeed! We’re to accompany you–the BRAVE HERO–to the dungeon’s end.” You clap your hands together, explaining the situation to your party. “And when we trounce the dungeon master, your soul will be ferried off to rest with the divine, served an eternity of mead and mutton and those little sandwiches with sticks in them and so-on-and-so-forth. I, of course, will be your LOYAL MAGE.”
“Ah..! I see.” The knight’s eyes light up. “So, you’re finishing my unfinished business, no..? I did want to go on a great adventure!”
“The great big woman with the axe will be our FIGHTER. The fat-thighed GNOME here will be the ROGUE. And.. the rat’s a RAT, I suppose.” You wave to them. This sort of thing isn’t unheard of, apparently–back in the capitol, some academic clubs came about based on the idea of roleplaying as adventurers fighting demons and monsters in the golden age. What was the term..? LAR–..Ping..?
“Great! Then, we’re off, then?” The short knight clasps his hands together.
>Continue down the corridor to the next passage of the dungeon.>Hold up a moment. You need some kind of distinguishing mark to tell the knight apart from your master [Write-In.]>Ask the knight about himself. Maybe you can tailor an adventurer around his wants.>Write-In. 