| Little White Lies |
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| Required: Talad's eyes-and-ears quest. |
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| → Go to
Quasus Adyum |
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| YOU: Hello, I am looking for some small jobs to complete. |
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| -Quasus seems to look straight through you for a moment, lost in kras thoughts.- |
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| Quasus: Greetings, Gemma. |
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| -Quasus tilts kras head back and looks at the ceiling whilst continuing to speak.- |
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| Quasus: Many times have I bent the truth to be kind, yet I have no regrets, for I am far surer of what is kind than of what is true. |
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| -A strangely comforting silence fills the room for a moment before Quasus returns kras gaze to you.- |
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| Quasus: I wonder… |
| Quasus: I have a dear friend, Tyrus Beaut, whom I have not spoken to for some time. |
| Quasus: Would you perhaps visit kra and ask kra to come see me? |
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| YOU: Yes, I know where kra is. |
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| -Quasus smiles softly.- |
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| Quasus: Thank you, just tell kra that Quasus wants to speak to kra. |
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| → Go to
Tyrus Beaut |
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| YOU: Quasus would like to speak with you. |
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| Tyrus: Oh… |
| Tyrus: Quasus wants to speak to me, you say? |
| Tyrus: Well… |
| Tyrus: I shall have to pay kra a visit then. |
| Tyrus: I do thank you for enlightening me, oh benignant one. |
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| -Tyrus smiles and holds up a finger, indicating for you to wait as kra flips through a well worn notebook.- |
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| Tyrus: May I read you some of my poetry? |
| Tyrus: I would love to know what you think of it. |
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| YOU: Sure, I'd love to hear one of your poems. |
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| -Tyrus grins widely and chuckles to himself.- |
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| Tyrus: Very well then, prepare yourself! |
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| -Tyrus clears his throat then speaks loudly.- |
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| Tyrus: The undulating blaze dissipates the grain… |
| Tyrus: In the umbel-bearing night |
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| -Tyrus pauses for dramatic effect.- |
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| Tyrus: And a clacker makes bellowing dictum, on the starkers and meddlesome, maiden of the lake. |
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| -Tyrus snickers.- |
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| Tyrus: Well… |
| Tyrus: what did you think? |
| Tyrus: Good or bad? |
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| Possible Ways: 2 |
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| Way 1: |
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| YOU: Not exactly my style. |
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| Tyrus: Well… |
| Tyrus: that may be. |
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| -Tyrus shrugs.- |
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| Tyrus: Good or bad, it is what it is. |
| Tyrus: Tell Quasus that I will visit soon. |
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| -Tyrus ushers you away with a wave of his hand.- |
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| → Go to
Quasus Adyum |
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| YOU: Tyrus will visit tomorrow. |
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| -Quasus smiles gently.- |
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| Quasus: Thank you my child, I will look forward to it. |
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| Way 2: |
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| YOU: It was good. |
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| -Tyrus bursts into laughter.- |
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| Quasus: It is a fair-formed work, is it not? |
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| -Tyrus grins mischievously.- |
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| Quasus: Tell Quasus that you liked the poem. |
| Quasus: Farewell. |
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| → Go to
Quasus Adyum |
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| YOU: I liked the poem. |
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| -A soft blue light fills the room.- |
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| Quasus: You are indeed a kind person, YOU. |
| Quasus: Please take this as a gift from Talad… |
| Quasus: and please come visit me again soon. |
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| QUEST COMPLETED |
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| Rewards: 1 Apple, 15 Faction with Conclave of the Glyphs, 2107 Tria, 10800 XP. |
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