Star sneaks into the room, hatchet in hand, toward the body and hastily begins harvesting what he can. He fills a few bottles full of blood, picks a few flowers, stuff a few of the more interesting looking organs into his pack.
He does this as quickly and silently as possible. (I'm going full Monster Hunter on this thing. Tell me what I get.)
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In addition to the blood and flowers Star manages to collect...
A few of the creatures smaller spines A handful of teeth A hollow, bone-like structure from its throat Some rather stretchy entrails A sack dripping mucus A couple of ribs And a dozen or so, palm-sized scales from its back
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"Possibly," The smith replies," er.. none that I know of personally though. But the Dungeon has many magical thingummies and mystical whosits lying around. I'm sure there's something out there..."
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Star, satisfied with what he could get, sprints from the cave before whatever had taken a chunk out of the monster could come back. Running at a breakneck pace through town and back up the hill he knocks quickly on Murphy's door before throwing it open. "Murphy, I have your blood!"
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Murphy beams and greets Star happily, "Excellent, excellent! Set it over here."
Murphy quickly cleans off a cluttered table, shoving a stack of papers and books to the floor carelessly. "You're a real hero kid.."
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"Thank you for sharing your knowledge" Willow replies. "Praosk, I'll be stepping out now. This talk of magic has reminded me of something."
Willow takes his leave of the blacksmith's shop and goes to track down Xlprq. With Xlprq's permission, Willow takes the theme needle to go experiment with. (Marv: Unless Wulf posts, I want to skip past acquiring the needle and go on and try to figure out how it works.)
Romans 8:31 What, then, shall we say in response to this? If God is for us, who can be against us?
1 Corinthians 13:1-3 If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing. |
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"Hahahaha, it's no trouble. No trouble at all! Anyone would do the same, anyone, anyone!" He says, false modesty pouring out of every pour. He sets all the bottles on the table. "I'm not such a hero just for doing something like this, hahahahah!"
If he's trying to hide how happy the complement made him, it's failing.
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Willow meets up with Xlprq and borrows the strange needle from him. "Xlprq, I found a strange device in the blacksmith's store and I think this curious item might serve a similar purpose. See, I was able to create this item and my staff" Willow says showing the coin.
Holding the needle to the coin, Willow begins to tinker with the two items. "Now, I'm going to see if I can make any progress with how this item works."
Romans 8:31 What, then, shall we say in response to this? If God is for us, who can be against us?
1 Corinthians 13:1-3 If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing. |
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"I can do a lot of good with this much blood. Its a big help. Anyways, here's the coin I promised you," Murphy remarks, pulling a sack of coins off a cluttered shelf and handing it to Star.
"Oh, and take this! It's a small vile of anti poison I made with the first bit of blood you gave me while you were gone. It's only enough for a single dose but I hope it helps. Come back if you ever need more healing!" +18 coins
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After some tinkering, Willow manages to activate the tool. By pressing the tip into the coin and squeezing the orb on the end, the golden shine of the coin was sucked up into the tools orb. All that was left was a small, white, coin-shaped object that was perfectly generic.
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"Will do. Thanks a lot!" Star says as he makes his way outside and back through the town to the Apothecary.
He triumphantly throws open the door. "Lo, shopkeeper! I return!" he says, walking forward and whipping his pack onto the counter. Opening it up to the man, he says "What do you make of these fresh Chlorofiend parts?"
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The Apothecary winces at the sound of Star's voice. He eyes the open pack warily, prodding the side with his finger.
"This isn't a trick is it?"
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"Again I'm met with such suspicion." Star says, pulling out the mucus sack and slapping it on the counter. He points his finger in the air and recites "'Hero Factory Guiding Principle #3: A Hero is honest about all intentions, presenting himself truthfully even before a hated enemy. Hero Factory Guiding Principle #3a: This holds doubly true in matters concerning money.'"
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I reapply the needle to the coin and see if I can repair it.
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"Fine, fine... You can;t really blame me after your last stunt though. First I get attacked by a slime in a hat and now you bring me parts from one of the deadliest monsters in the dungeon. Most people die fighting Chlorofiends. I can only assume you're crazy or the luckiest dungeon crawler alive!"
The apothecary sniffs, glancing at the contents of the bag and prodding them aside to inspect them. "Anyways, the mucus sack and intestines I can use, but everything else you can keep. I can give you 6 coins for them. Final offer."
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Squeezing the orb again sends the golden theme back into the coin, restoring it.
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"Deal. It was a honor doing business with you!" He says, taking the money and shaking the man's hand before pulling the intestines out as well and slapping them down. He takes his leave from the shop and heads out into the village square, acutely aware he had done everything he had set out to.
Now, with the sudden freedom of the money jingling in his pack, Star was struck with indecision. What could a hero do now? Perhaps he should find a place to offload the rest of these things? Or perhaps find his party? Didn't they go the blacksmith? Or perhaps he should find a tavern for mysterious rumors of some poor person in need of help? His mind swam with the possibilities, but in the end the words of his father echoed in his head. "Hero Factory Guiding Principle #2: Gather your party before venturing forth." he said to himself, and made his way to the Blacksmiths shop. He knocked on the door, before pushing it open and discovering no one there besides the owner. He walks in, calling out "Ho, good sir. Have you seen WHOA, what does this do?" Stars eyes fixed on the strange alter contraption sitting in the room, immediately forgetting what he had come here for in the first place. He walked over to it.
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Hearing the same explanation of the alters purpose as Proask and Willow had, Star pulls the hatchet out of his belt and places it on the center pad. Taking the spines of the Chlorofiend and laying them on the most mystical looking looking of the small pads, the rune one, he activates the alter.
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The items combine into...
This axe is slightly longer and though appears and feels like it is made of bone, it is hefty and strong like iron. It's a little unnerving to look at.
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Well that didn't look heroic at all. It fact, it looked downright nasty. A great hero couldn't be seen with a weapon like that, they'd assume he was another type of character entirely. Digging around in his pack for a way to fix this problem he pulled out one of the creatures scales. He laid that on the rune pad and activated the alter again.
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