>>5586586>>5586617>>5586669>>5586716>>5587143>Examine your legs.You first look to your legs to parse out a puzzle–where does that phantasmic hodgepodge of pot lids see fat? No, your legs are toned and sculpted, of good length for your height and of apropos width for your frame. Yours are the sorts of legs most would dream to have–no excessive stretch marks nor monstrous mutilations, your legs are pale, shapely, and NOT FAT.
No–if anything, then that set of armor must not make much use of that visor of hers, or maybe blindness is a hereditary trait in that line. Yours are the legs that will walk your cult to victory, your calves and thighs the watermarks of success. You are proud to stand so tall on legs so great.
“What is she doing.” The revenant cuts into your line of thought at the minute-and-a-half mark of you silently staring at your leg.
>Challenge her to formal combat now. Get to casting your black magic.>Have the hag try her divination for the outcome of this duel, or to help morne.>Attempt to wring out more talk from her.>Write-In. 