🎪• hmm decisions decisions. Gonna go play black flag again. Adored that game

“Nein”

“I do not see a reason for today… Molly seems right at home”

“Ja.. For the best” Nodding along

“This is just how I am. And any of them I see. I do not plan to let them live”

“Volstruckers seem to deserve it, Nein?”

“I will only brand those who deserve it. Ja”

“Ja of course. But when the good monk and bad monk fail. Heat metal shall not fail”

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“Do you know how many uses heat metal has in torture? Would you like to find out?”

“Ja Ja. Better than listening to your party Molly”

“Good thing he cannot return then. Not without losing his current body and staring over. I do not know the specifics of the spell as I did not seal him. But what I gather is that not even the strongest god can free themselves. Not from that side”

“There is no other way. He cannot be killed. He’s an archlich with an indestructible phylactory. For the betterment of Exandria, he was sealed. Evil beings like him do not deserve Mercy”

“Better for the entirety of the world and its many gods and races. You would rather everyone else dies than a single man suffer? How divine of you. Stick to matters of your own realm”

“History must be explained. Especially when you have someone who lived it, present”

“I do not think anyone would be foolish enough to try. His punishment is a requirement”

“Died.. Ja my apologies. I am.. Poor with people”

“It’s impressive someone was able to seal a greater-god like him. The magic needed for that is remarkable”

“Nein. He is the same as any god—Overconfident, and foolish. Vecna was feared by even gods. Or so the story says”

“Ja Ja. Vecna the strongest wizard. Banished by an ashari. He is a mortal who became a god. An archlich”

He walked. Never for a moment does he look less annoyed. “Ja.. So long as it isn't cold.”

“Bath house? Ja I suppose that wouldn't be terrible.” Though he looks unenthusiastic

“Ja. But that dung is magic”

“Nein. To many eyes. I do need my components with the burns”

“He cleaned me..”

“So long as I do not have to deal with pumat sol”

“We can do without the bad decisions.. The rest Ja”

“Grab more parchment”

“What? I have finished my tome”

“Nein. But it’s far less entertaining to watch, no? I would prefer to watch them get kicked”

“Nothing. But we must learn somehow Ja?”

“Nein”

“Or do”

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“Nott would find a way to get us information. I trust her intuition. Sometimes” He seemed far calmer now. “But yes…. Better safe than sorry”

“Ja let’s go” He nodded turning to head back. “Perhaps we did overreact. They didn't seem hurt”

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“They just arrived.” He looks over at him. “You aren't terrible at singing. Maybe you could try being a bad if all else fails”

He nods, closing his eyes. His senses swapped with the fey cats. Which was quickly making its way to the inn. Steady and unbothered as usual.

He stops walking “Do you want me to send Frumpkin to the inn?” he glanced over humming briefly. “You will have to guide me. I cannot see while looking through frumpkin eyes”

“Ja.. Bread uh very good.” he tried to play along but, as usual, failed. “Let’s move.. I think staying here is suspicious” He turned and started walking.

——————Keyleth—————

He pulled bread from his pocket. “Eat. Perhaps we can try stealth later ja? And the light source belongs to a mother and her child.”

Caleb stands there for a moment, before stepping over and whispering “Why are you trying to hide? This is a public space” he sends frumpkin out to spy ahead

“More than you know my friend. She listens when it’s important. Er….sometimes”

“I am usually right. Her drinking keeps her together. We will...work on it. So long as you keep Jester from causing more issues”

“Trouble follows Nott..and Jester is fond of stirring shit. Those two together are….a problem” He places his hands in his pockets. An orb of light was floating between them. “Though those two certainly are a capable duo”

“Scheiße. Ja Ja, I am getting up” He stands popping his back, like the bookworm he is. Groaning. “Come along Frumpkin” with a puff the feylin was atop his shoulder.