Otherwise, same old Santo, eh? You remember everything from before the incident OK?
I am going to get to blessing while Jimmy and Rugger chat.
The blessing goes well. Almost immediately, the sword feels much more balanced and easier to wield.
Rugger finds it to be more balanced, or am I still the one holding it?
You’re still holding it.
Let’s give it to Rugger, and see what happend. I will place it on the ground for the hand off.
All righty, Santo.
Come on over and scoop it up and let’s see what happens.
So, if he turns out not to be in the goddesses good graces anymore…what do we do?
I am indeed a bit better than the others.
If Santo goes beserk :eek:, do I remember any moves to disarm him, or knock him out?
picks up my nicely balanced sword
Your what? This “thing” feels like is was made by apprentices. Drunk apprentices.
glee, should it come to that, you do indeed know what to do.
Stupid apprentices.
Stupid, indeed. Maybe this says something about the apprentices. Maybe it says something about the Weaponcrafter’s Guild.
Or maybe it says something about one of you. Hmm…
(I could’ve sworn I posted to this thread a couple of days ago, but it’s not here).
I renew my serious reservations. Santo’s my boy and all, but, well, he appears not to be. We’ve got danger all around us, as far as we know, and I don’t think we can afford to camp with danger, too. We’re getting slapped in the faces with giant warning signs here, guys. The fox is in the henhouse.
The question is, what to do about it?
Santo, you haven’t said much, really. Surely you can see the predicament we’re in. We have (indeterminately conclusive) evidence that something bad has happened to you. What do you think we should do? Anything you can think of, maybe, to ease our (or my, if you like) concerns here?
To all: let’s rack our brains. Do we know anything else about the undead/soulless/what-have-you that might aid us here? Something along the lines of put them in front of a mirror, throw a cross at them, put them out in the full moon, etc.? I know we already kind of hit a dead end, but maybe one of us can remember hearing something about a creature without a soul, or a creature that can steal souls, or a creature that can turn the living into non-bleeding, non-pain-feeling zombie weirdos that make your skin crawl when you get near them?
This ringing a bell for anyone?
What I’m worried about is this …thing, knows how to act like Santo, but isn’t really. What would it want, beyond just feeding on us? I’m gonna go out on a limb and say glee, terminate now.
Whoah there! If I was going to feed on your souls or whatever, I’ve certainly had the chance; don’t you think I would have done so by now?
Nope, you remember nothing of the sort. It sounds like the kind of story that children tell each other around the campfire, but this is real.
Let me go meditate and pray for guidance in this situation. Maybe the goddess will help me figure out what to do.
Jimmy, Glee, hang out with Rugger for a bit and make sure he is…ok.
You do remember a prayer which allows you to ask for yes/no guidance on a moral quandry. It does have to be moral, though – no asking which pair of socks you should put on in the morning.
If the prayer fails to go off properly, you may get wrong information.
Well, there is the matter of “finding the priest,” which as far as I can remember none of us were doing. My initial reaction was that, whatever/whoever that lady and possibly Santo are acting as agents for, maybe what it really wants is NAF. I’ve been trying to stay in between Santo and NAF just in case.
It’s also worth pointing out that we don’t remember shit about ourselves, even. It could be that this scenario would make perfect sense to us if we could just remember how we ended up in a damn cave to begin with.
I guess we’ll see what NAF’s inquiry into the moral propriety of dusting Santo reveals.