ORIGIN - you ever had a dream that uh, you had you would, could, uh--

Continuation of hey kid, want some candy? and Archimedes and me.

the thorn produces delicate roses
sharp

The bone-riddled floors were empty. The sky, slightly dimming with the slow onset of dusk, was quiet. Nothing moved but the soft dripping of water and the occasional scurry of rats.

Well, almost. Teetering out of the shadows came Sharp, caked in drying mud but oddly smiling. The loud Clitter-Clatter of a bone cart came right after her, which was steered by a bar she clenched in her mouth. The lizard spent the last who-knows-how-long building this strange contraption-- or, as she'd started calling it, the "Super-awesome-mega-thing"-- for the Collector, and now she was finally ready to start the second half of her quest.

Now, time to actually get Collecty-friend over. Sharp briefly wondered if he ever slept, or ate, or if he just always appeared whenever someone called for him. Who knew? Certainly not her. Dropping her stick gently to the ground, Sharp scampered from underneath and onto a tall skeleton. "Collecty-friend? Collectooorr? I made a method!" she cried, smacking her tail with a thunk for extra emphasis. She hoped he heard-- it would be quite the hassle if he wasn't around.

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Game Master Dark
Jul 06 2020, 02:52 PM

The little clattering had been warning enough of her return, though he'd certainly been aware of her actions prior. He did not think she'd even left Canis, truly.

"Mmyees?" he called out, voice a smooth croon, as he stepped out from behind a nearby pillar of bones. "Ahhh, so we have the cart, do we? My, this must have taken a great deal of work, little one. However did you do it..?"

ooc - can I get an idea of the size of the cart, please? Thanks!

@Sharp

Sharp
Jul 06 2020, 04:24 PM

the thorn produces delicate roses
sharp

Collecty-friend was here! Sharp's signature smile shone through her mud-caked face. "Hi friend!" she called to the figure, swishing her tail happily. Had he been watching her this whole time...? Probably better not to think about that. "This is my super-awesome-mega thing! It's really really really awesome!" the lizard added excitedly.

Oh? Did the Collector want to know how she did it? Well, she shall provide! "Oh! Oh! Yeah! Took a lot of work! You see, I was feeling all sad because I didn't know how to make a method-thing. So I kicked this bone, and it rolled! And it moved! And I was like 'wow, I can make other things move with this!'" Sharp imitated rolling something under her paw for extra effect. "So I made this thingy with bone on both sides, you see? And then I thought 'oh, I could put something on this!' So I put a bunch'a bones on top but it fell apart, but then I thought about mud! And mud was sticky! So I put a lotta mud on top until it stuck together!"

That was quite the ramble. Sharp took in a huge gasp to cover for all that breathless babbling. "There you go!" the pride was evident in her voice. She did such a good job! But of course, she was only halfway done. "Do I go meet Rather-Likes-Dread now?" she asked, adding a little "I hope they think my super-awesome's cool,"at the end.

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ooc-- I mentioned this on Discord but just in case, it's 12" x 8" x 4".

@Game Master Dark

Game Master Dark
Jul 10 2020, 02:45 PM

He listened with a silent smile, crimson pinprick eyes turning on what could only in a moment of blind charity be called a 'cart,' and shrugged to himself. She felt she had earned it; that was all that mattered, really.

When she had finished speaking he swept closer, dropping to one knee and drawing a thick golden collar from his cloak. He'd had to polish the blood away; funny how he'd overlooked that prior. And it was scratched, and certainly not small: some ten or twelve inches in diameter, it would overhang the cart a tad.

He set it delicately onto the little structure, and turned his attention to Sharp.

"Very good; this is my side of the bargain. But you need only bring this back to your friend, hm? -It will be difficult, a long and uneven road, and this collar is very heavy. Do try not to lose it. Now, please play close attention."

The Collector paused, watching her. Was she paying this attention-? He certainly hoped so. "You must tell him that this collar is a gift from Aure, yes? And that it is, but you may not mention this to anyone, not even Aure himself. He would be terribly upset if I told him I didn't deliver it myself, as promised, but--well! I hardly have the time, these days. I guarantee you that the dragon will appreciate your service, and trade accordingly." And then he stood back up, leaving Sharp to figure out how to haul the five-or-so-pound collar on her own.

Received Item!

Sharp has received an identified item from The Collector!

1★

Collar of Impending Victory
A battered but still-gleaming collar of wide, thick gold.
Seemingly unremoveable.
Intensifies the results of defensive actions.
Cursed.

art credit: bg texture by Parée on Flickr

☆★★★ ★ ★
COLLAR OF IMPENDING VICTORY

A thick golden collar closed around the owner's neck, not removeable by normal means. Its width protects against some physical attack, and it is enchanted so that any defensive action with a roll of 15 or higher may be considered to have the effects of a Critical Success.

"I never said whose victory..."

ELEMENT:
MAGIC LEVEL: 90
DURABILITY: 200
SPECIAL: (CURSED): All Failed rolls for defense-oriented actions must be considered Critical Fails.
MATERIAL: Gold (Enchanted)
ATTACK: N/A
ADDED: N/A
DEFENSE: 5
WEIGHT: 3
EQUIP: Collar (not removeable)

Currently owned by: Sharp
art credit: bg texture by Parée on Flickr

@Sharp

Sharp
Jul 10 2020, 05:12 PM

the thorn produces delicate roses
sharp

Sharp watched eagerly as the Collector sat a large golden band ('so much gold! Scary-friend will be so impressed!') on top of her little cart. The bones creaked slightly with the extra weight, and she scurried back to make sure it wasn't going to collapse. Luckily, all that mud was keeping it together. Collecty-friend kept talking-- apparently, all she had to do was bring this back to Dread. How easy! Well, putting together a new form of transportation wasn't exactly easy, but at least this last part was!

Sharp leaned forward eagerly when he asked her to listen. So, tell scary-friend it was from someone else-- Aure? What's an Aure? The lizard felt tempted to ask, but she was more of an ask-questions-later sort of kid. Maybe the dragon'll know. Oh, and don't tell anyone! She could do that part just fine!

With a grin and a small tail wave of understanding, she waddled back into position to pull her package. "O-kay!" Sharp cheered. She figured it was time to leave now; the figure had given her her gift, and all she had to do was lug it back to Monoceros. "Won't tell anyone! Bye-bye!" she gave a tug on it and stopped short. Caves, this thing was heavy. Far heavier than her. Well, good thing she added wheels! It took some of the burden off of her, but the lizard still found herself straining to lug it past the Collector. In a bit, though, she got herself onto a clearer trail, the heavy cart slowly bumping along. Many minutes later, as she neared the doorway, Sharp remembered her old golden pieces with a start and went to retrieve them. She set them down right in the carriage of her vehicle, and continued on, the soft rattling of bones following her.

This was going to be a long trip home.

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Exit Sharp.

Game Master Dark
Jul 10 2020, 06:06 PM

Once she had gone, he watched her; a grin laced his lips, though it could not be seen.

With all that was happening in the caves, recently, sure a little more chaos was nothing to worry about..? He vanished, a moment later, into shadows: satisfied with his work.