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As you all mull over Volkir’s explanation, it’s Tzah-Tzie who breaks the silence! Not that that’s unusual for her…
“So those powers you have…” She begins, tapping away at that little tablet thing you always hear her clacking on, “You think they have anything to do with that devil?”
Another bark/cough escapes the old sorcerer’s mouth!
“I’m fine, damn it! Just laughing!” He explains preemptively! “Leggo!”
“Sorry! Still getting used to it!” Apologizes Volka with a nervous giggle!
“And yea, that sounds about right…” Nods the mage! “I couldn’t tell ya’ the specifics, but that’s a damned lucky outcome if you walked out of a botched summoning with some demonic power!”
Lucky?
“That’s what I said!” He repeats with growing irritation! “You don’t wanna know what kind of outcomes you can get from a botched ritual, pup… the way I see it, you got off easy!”
“What kind of outcomes?” Asks Tzah-Tzie as she leans in with renewed interest in her saucer-sized eyes!
“I just told ya’ you don’t wanna know!” Snarls Volkir! “Pay attention, ya idiot! Or come closer so I can smack some sense inta’ ya!”
The Spinner doesn’t take him up on his offer. So, you continue, any chance he could reverse the ritual and get you back home?
“Short answer: no.”
W-what’s the long answer?
The sorcerer takes a deep, raspy breath. “Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnooooooooooooooooooooooo.”
Okay, that was needlessly sarcastic.
“Listen, pup: even if I <span class="mu-i">did</span> have time to help you, which I <span class="mu-i">don’t</span>,” Grumbles the wizard as he sips from his tea cup, “You’re basically asking me to take a dart, cover it in Suusa cream, then land a bullseye on a target thousands of miles away! Without melting the cream! During a storm!”
So what he’s saying is, you counter, is that there’s a chance!
“Fine, sure, there’s a <span class="mu-i">chance.</span>” He sighs, no doubt rubbing his temples as he does so. “But do you even know <span class="mu-i">where</span> you came from? Can you even conceive how many planes there are out there to choose from?”
Like… ten?
Volkir stares at you as if you’d just groped his daughter. G-good thing you never did that, r-right!?
“... I <span class="mu-i">might</span> have an idea…” The old man begins in a ‘you win’ tone, “It’s a long shot, but it’s something. But I’ll need a few things to do it.”
“A-HA!” Exclaims Tzah-Tzie, leaping to her feet on the couch! “A quest! What’ll it be? Ancient Jewels!? Enchanted Swords!? The Blood of a Forgotten King!?”
“Nothing that exciting, no.” The Durher replies with dwindling patience, “I need time and <span class="mu-i">money</span>.”
For <span class="mu-i">WHAT?</span>
>CONTD.
