>>6027740>>6027809You certainly don’t appreciate how lit up this room is, doesn’t really give you room for things to not be spotted for better or worse, you could certainly do without it since your eyesight is better at that night time thing. For now though you’ve concoct a devious plan to possibly “surprise” whatever’s making such a ruckus were it to disturb you! Keheh.
You back away slowly into the barrel carefully fitting your body inside it while looking into the room in case your client comes early when all of the sudden a burning pain is felt on your lower vines!
Ow-ow-ooow! That stings!
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HP 17/16
You got some of your lower vines stung by the nails inside of the barrel! You hold in your pain to not make any noise despite it, tossing aside the pesky nails to make enough space for you to fit into it without getting stung again.
You pop inside the barrel and lie in ambush. The voice still ever so present.
“AAAAAA! I can never catch a break! Okay. OKAY. Focus Jess. Remember that fun chant... Ooooh’, where the witches' abode was once uncovered, a nasty man that was a’ bother slayed- No! NOOO! That’s not how it goes! Hnnngh UAAAA!”
While being inside the barrel, and getting to hear so much of it. It sounds like the yelling is not only relatively far away and static in terms of where it's going but also coming from… more above? It feels it’s more elevated than how’d it sound were someone to be directly in the corner close by or at the same elevation as you are.
“Alright. So. It’s like, mmmm. Wheeere the witches' abode was once uncovered, a nasty man that was a’ bother scraped the place with a burnin’ matter, the founding mother gazed upon i- HRNGGGH! DARN! Oh to hell with this dull-witted chant! I’ll just read it with no prep!”
This whole spiel feels like it’s going to go on for a while.
>Should you do something? 