Everything's a bit hazy, as Warwick starts waking up to a voice.
"Hey buddy, I have some good news and bad news," The voice states, as he feels his shoulder gently shake.
"What's going on... Is this a memory dungeon?" Warwick asks himself, unable to get any words out as he feels himself start to sit up peacefully.
"I have a way to get everyone in town to accept you all at once, but I'm going to need you to take a few hits," The voice informs, as Warwick starts to realize it's himself.
"What?" Demoko(Warwick) asks, all the while thinking, "Crap, crap, crap! I need the goddess statue. No, this is likely a memory shadow mission, not a dungeon. I need to act out of character. I don't know what skills I have..."
"You'll need to be in a combat demonstration. Effectively, you're going to need to take enough claymore hits to regenerate without getting enraged," Warwick(NPC) informs.
"Gulp... Okay, master..." Demoko(Warwick) states, as he gets up with his head and ears held low.
As they start walking towards the town square, Demoko(Warwick) regains the ability to control himself.
Piaras(NPC) and Nora(NPC) show up, one at the inn door, and the other laying on the hill.
"Guys, let's make sure not to let violence control us!" Demoko(Warwick) states, trying to change events.
"Look at that, the monster's scared!" Piaras(NPC) mocks.
"Shut The Hell Up," Warwick(NPC) yells.
"I'm not the one that brought a monster into town, nor did I betray the Goddess," Piaras(NPC) responds, as Warwick(NPC) takes a swing at Piaras(NPC).
"Stop!" Demoko(Warwick) yells, stepping in the way and taking the punch, which triggers his Heavy Stander.
"Ah!" Warwick(NPC) gasps, holding his fist, "Demoko! What's wrong with you!"
"Am I really like that?" Warwick thinks to himself.
"See, you have no control over your monster!" Piaras(NPC) states, taking out his knife and stabbing Demoko(Warwick).
The NPCs disappear, as a loud sound of disappointment plays.
"So, I have to play along... I'm not really like that? Am I? Why am I crying?" Demoko(Warwick) asks himself, touching his face and feeling the tears on his fur.
Demoko(Warwick) Rests on the ground, as he starts to truly realize what he is.
"I'm so sorry Demoko!" Warwick yells, breaking down into tears.
Demoko(Warwick) takes a few moments to Rest, processing what he's done, and what Demoko has felt.
"Why would he just forgive me like that... Is it just because he feels he has too? No, there's something else, but I don't understand it," Demoko(Warwick) covers his face with his claws, "I can't believe I'm like this!"
He takes a few more minutes to process what's happening.
"I wish I could just fix everything... No matter what, I have to get out... How do I try again?"
With that question, everything gets hazy.
Demoko(Warwick) is standing near Warwick(NPC), as Piaras(NPC) and Nora(NPC) appear in their positions.
"I'll stay quiet, and jump in front of the knife strike."
"Looks like he's finally going to have it handed to him! That's what Fomors like him get!" Piaras(NPC) mocks, as Demoko(Warwick) struggles to hold back.
"Shut The Hell UP!" Warwick(NPC) yells.
"I'm not the one that brought a monster into town, nor did I betray the Goddess," Piaras(NPC) retorts, as Warwick(NPC) jabs him in the stomach.
Demoko(Warwick) sees Nora(NPC)'s shock, as the sound of a knife being drawn can be heard.
Demoko(Warwick) Jumps in the way, saying "He never sided with Cichol, and despite me not wanting to hurt you, I won't let you hurt Warwick!"
"Uncle, he has done nothing wrong, why not give him a chance?" Nora(NPC) cuts in, trying to get Piaras(NPC) to calm down.
"That naivety is why my brother died, you should know better!" Piaras(NPC) yells, as Nora(NPC)'s eyes widen, and she runs off in devastation.
"Change of plans. I don't want him dead though, just a quick hit," Warwick(NPC) commands.
"Warwick, think about your plan. Wouldn't that destroy any hope of it succeeding?" Demoko(Warwick) persuades, convincing Warwick(NPC) not to fight.
"You're right. Go talk to Duncan, the old man up the hill. I'm going to go check on Nora," Warwick(NPC) says with a sigh.
Demoko(Warwick) nods and starts heading up the hill.
"No wonder Cichol let you have that one, he is a coward!" can faintly be heard from Piaras(NPC), as everything becomes cloudy.
When things clear up Demoko(Warwick) is walking up the steps in front of Duncan(NPC).
"Wow, a fomor is actually going through with this willingly. I honestly thought this was a joke,"
"Yeah, well I need to prove that I can be trusted. Only then will I be accepted."
"That's sad but true. I would have thought Warwick would come up with a better idea, but I guess not. Head to the center of town square once you're ready. Trefor will head down there once it's time to start."
Demoko(Warwick) nods and starts heading down the stairs, as everything gets cloudy.
Once things clear up, he's standing in the town square.
Nora's singing can be heard faintly from the graveyard, as Trefor(NPC) leans close to whisper something in his ear.
"I'm surprised you're willing to go through with this. You're definitely a Fomor worthy of respect just for being willing. I can help you find another way. Are you sure you want to go through with this?" Trefor(NPC) whispers into his ear.
"He had a way out, but still went through with it? I can feel an emotion I can only define as loyalty and faith. He trusted me that much to rely on my method? I really hope this goes to the next scene after I nod," Demoko(Warwick) thinks to himself, hoping for a way out, as he nods.
They both step back, give each other a look of conformation, as Trefor(NPC) draws his sword.
Trefor(NPC) uses Smash on Demoko(Warwick), but it triggers Demoko(Warwick)'s Heavy Stander, and instead of knocking Demoko(Warwick) to the ground, sends Trefor(NPC) backward.
"This hurts so bad! How did he manage this? There's that feeling again. He did it for me..."
Trefor(NPC) slashes his sword into Demoko(Warwick), as Demoko(Warwick) levels up and fully heals.
"This hurts! This hurts! This hurts!"
"Is everyone satisfied? It does not strike back, and cannot be killed by us," Trefor informs the crowd, as he steps back.
"Step aside!" Ranald(NPC) states as he appears at the edge of the town square.
"Please fade, Please fade, please fade!"
"Haven't I been through enough?" Demoko(Warwick) asks, in terror of the onslaught that's about to follow.
"No. While Trefor is our town's guard, it wouldn't be long for someone to start something with you and expect me to finish it. I'm going to set the discussion in stone right now, no matter what the answer is," Ranald(NPC) informs, as he begins to glow.
Ranald(NPC) teleports behind Demoko(Warwick), as everything turns cloudy.
Things clear up, as Demoko(Warwick) notices he's in a bed and hears "C-can I hug him?"
"Don't ask me, ask him," Warwick(NPC) states, seemingly preoccupied with something else.
"Can I hug you?" Josh(NPC) asks.
"I have to say yes, don't I? I can barely see, everything's dizzy. This is deffinately not just alcohol."
"Yes..." Demoko(Warwick) Nervously answeres.
Josh(NPC) gives him a long hug, while rubbing his back, and nuzzling his neck.
"I need this to stop... I need this to stop now... I'm going to kill him if he doesn't stop now..."
"Master... Help..." Demoko(Warwick) cries out, his ears pressed back.
"Okay, Josh, back it off," Warwick(NPC) commands, as Josh(NPC) backs off.
"My bad... You know, if you need more room to rest from your wound, he could always split my bed instead..." Josh(NPC) suggests.
"No no No! That is not happening!"
"Yeah... I'm not trusting you right now... I'm going to go find that CSI reference," Warwick(NPC) states, obviously no longer paying any heed to Demoko(Warwick)'s discomfort.
Demoko(Warwick) curls back up against the wall, partly falling into the crack between the bed and the wall, as a completion sound can be heard, and everything starts fading to white.
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Episode 26: Assault And Battery
"No! No! No!" Warwick yells, starting to run, as Ranald teleports in front, Bashing him back, then Slashing the blades down into him before he can even try to get up.
Ranald steps back, standing in front of the way out of the school courtyard.
"Master!" Demoko yells, running over.
"Stay back," Ranald states, walking over.
Demoko continues with a low growl.
"I'd suggest you'd stand back," Lassar states between bites, "He looks ready to use Windmill."
Demoko rushes at Ranald, who responds by quickly spinning, the swords cutting into him and launching him back.
"Demoko, stay back! That's an order!" Warwick commands, now standing, yet in pain.
Demoko steps safely out of range, as he starts to come too, unable to move forward.
"Good, it's just one on one practice for now," Ranald states, before unleashing an onslaught of blows, teleporting in between.
Warwick stands there gasping and shaking in pain, unable to even process the excruciating pain building with each blow.
As he falls to his knees, Ranald spins himself, rapidly cutting the blades into Warwick and knocking him back, at which Ranald teleports behind him and continues the assault.
"Please stop!" Demoko cries out, as the assault continues.
"Don't worry. He's a milletian, he can take it. Besides, he never cried out when it happened to you," Lassar explains while cashing healing on him.
"But-" Demoko tries to refute, as Warwick goes flying between them, hitting a bench.
"Besides, we both decided to teach you two for free after this," Lassar explains.
"I know what I did was wrong, I'm- Did she say free?" Warwick starts to cry out before processing what Lassar said.
Ranald Smashes his face in over the bench with the ghost swords, "Yes, but I'm hoping you're getting the idea from this lesson."
"Understanding what I did to Demoko is wrong, and never doing something like that again?" Warwick asks in confirmation.
Ranald Smashes Warwick into the center of the courtyard.
"That's part of it. Demoko is used to taking damage and can continue moving forward despite being hurt. Most milletians have no reaction. If you plan to succeed like them, you'll need regular endurance training,"
"REGULAR!!! You gotta-" Warwick starts to freak out, as Ranald teleports next to him and continues the assault.
"Please stop! How long are you going to continue this!?" Demoko asks, worrying about Warwick.
"Until I run out of Final Hit. It should still be another 20 minutes," Ranald calmly states, continuing the assault.
"Why don't you come inside, and we can get a head start on your first lesson on magic?" Lassar asks, trying to lead Demoko inside.
"But I want to help him," Demoko states, still trying to get himself to move forward.
"It's for his own good, and for yours. The best thing we can do is get a head start on your training so you can better help him. Wouldn't that be an ideal way to spend this time?" Lassar convincingly suggests.
Demoko gulps and nods, as the two head inside.
The assault continues until Ranald stops glowing, landing the final hit through Warwick's heart with the ghost sword.
Warwick falls to the ground, his eyes wide in shock.
"That was a workout!" Ranald exhaustingly states as he sits down on a bench.
It takes about ten minutes for Warwick to come to and start to get up.
"Recovered in half the time of a non-stop assault. You're going to need to get that down to zero if you want to survive. Again!"
"AGAIN!!! Wait! No, no, no!"
Warwick starts panicking, as Ranald begins laughing.
"You should see your face. Don't worry, we're done for now. Come collect your payment for the potion," Ranald states, holding out a bag of coins.
Warwick cautiously gets up, and starts walking over.
He's hunched up, like the memories of the pain keep repeating in the head.
"Yeah, you haven't recovered yet. Have you?" Ranald asks.
As Ranald gets up to bring the money over, Warwick jumps back in terror, tripping and falling on his back.
"Please tell me you're joking! I guess I went a little hard. Don't worry, I'm not going to attack you," Ranald states walking over.
Warwick cowers as Ranald picks him up.
"Ah! Put me down! Put Me Down!" Warwick starts yelling.
"Calm down, I'm just taking you to the Healer's House."
They safely make it there, as Ranald walks in.
Dilys runs over, "What happened!?"
"I think I broke him," Ranald says anxiously.
"Lay him down there. I'll make up a potion for him real quick,"
Dilys starts making an Elixir of Sleep.
Dilys helps Warwick drink it.
"Now... What did you do!" Dilys yells at Ranald.
"Milletians take those kinds of hits, die, then walk back into the fight without batting an eye! How..." Ranald starts trying to explain as Warwick slips into sleep.
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Ranald steps back, standing in front of the way out of the school courtyard.
"Master!" Demoko yells, running over.
"Stay back," Ranald states, walking over.
Demoko continues with a low growl.
"I'd suggest you'd stand back," Lassar states between bites, "He looks ready to use Windmill."
Demoko rushes at Ranald, who responds by quickly spinning, the swords cutting into him and launching him back.
"Demoko, stay back! That's an order!" Warwick commands, now standing, yet in pain.
Demoko steps safely out of range, as he starts to come too, unable to move forward.
"Good, it's just one on one practice for now," Ranald states, before unleashing an onslaught of blows, teleporting in between.
Warwick stands there gasping and shaking in pain, unable to even process the excruciating pain building with each blow.
As he falls to his knees, Ranald spins himself, rapidly cutting the blades into Warwick and knocking him back, at which Ranald teleports behind him and continues the assault.
"Please stop!" Demoko cries out, as the assault continues.
"Don't worry. He's a milletian, he can take it. Besides, he never cried out when it happened to you," Lassar explains while cashing healing on him.
"But-" Demoko tries to refute, as Warwick goes flying between them, hitting a bench.
"Besides, we both decided to teach you two for free after this," Lassar explains.
"I know what I did was wrong, I'm- Did she say free?" Warwick starts to cry out before processing what Lassar said.
Ranald Smashes his face in over the bench with the ghost swords, "Yes, but I'm hoping you're getting the idea from this lesson."
"Understanding what I did to Demoko is wrong, and never doing something like that again?" Warwick asks in confirmation.
Ranald Smashes Warwick into the center of the courtyard.
"That's part of it. Demoko is used to taking damage and can continue moving forward despite being hurt. Most milletians have no reaction. If you plan to succeed like them, you'll need regular endurance training,"
"REGULAR!!! You gotta-" Warwick starts to freak out, as Ranald teleports next to him and continues the assault.
"Please stop! How long are you going to continue this!?" Demoko asks, worrying about Warwick.
"Until I run out of Final Hit. It should still be another 20 minutes," Ranald calmly states, continuing the assault.
"Why don't you come inside, and we can get a head start on your first lesson on magic?" Lassar asks, trying to lead Demoko inside.
"But I want to help him," Demoko states, still trying to get himself to move forward.
"It's for his own good, and for yours. The best thing we can do is get a head start on your training so you can better help him. Wouldn't that be an ideal way to spend this time?" Lassar convincingly suggests.
Demoko gulps and nods, as the two head inside.
The assault continues until Ranald stops glowing, landing the final hit through Warwick's heart with the ghost sword.
Warwick falls to the ground, his eyes wide in shock.
"That was a workout!" Ranald exhaustingly states as he sits down on a bench.
It takes about ten minutes for Warwick to come to and start to get up.
"Recovered in half the time of a non-stop assault. You're going to need to get that down to zero if you want to survive. Again!"
"AGAIN!!! Wait! No, no, no!"
Warwick starts panicking, as Ranald begins laughing.
"You should see your face. Don't worry, we're done for now. Come collect your payment for the potion," Ranald states, holding out a bag of coins.
Warwick cautiously gets up, and starts walking over.
He's hunched up, like the memories of the pain keep repeating in the head.
"Yeah, you haven't recovered yet. Have you?" Ranald asks.
As Ranald gets up to bring the money over, Warwick jumps back in terror, tripping and falling on his back.
"Please tell me you're joking! I guess I went a little hard. Don't worry, I'm not going to attack you," Ranald states walking over.
Warwick cowers as Ranald picks him up.
"Ah! Put me down! Put Me Down!" Warwick starts yelling.
"Calm down, I'm just taking you to the Healer's House."
They safely make it there, as Ranald walks in.
Dilys runs over, "What happened!?"
"I think I broke him," Ranald says anxiously.
"Lay him down there. I'll make up a potion for him real quick,"
Dilys starts making an Elixir of Sleep.
Dilys helps Warwick drink it.
"Now... What did you do!" Dilys yells at Ranald.
"Milletians take those kinds of hits, die, then walk back into the fight without batting an eye! How..." Ranald starts trying to explain as Warwick slips into sleep.
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Wednesday, September 11, 2019
Episode 25: Ebb And Flow
Warwick runs down the stairs with his sack on his back.
"You seem in a hurry," Piaras observes.
Warwick gulps before responding, "Yeah, I'm hoping to make it to the bank before helping Dilys out."
"Are you scared of me?"
"Of course not! Why would I be afraid of you?" Warwick asks nervously.
"A hunch."
"Welp, I gotta go! Goodbye!" Warwick blurts out, jetting out the door.
Once out of the door, he sees Nora.
On sight, he gives Nora a hug, "It's good to see you! Let's not let Piaras know about the memory thing."
"Good to see you too. Where did you get that stuff from?" Nora asks, surprised by the random hug.
"It's the stuff I left in the room before the memory thing happened," Warwick states, letting go and picking his bag back up.
"How close were we?"
"Pretty close, we can talk about this later. I have a busy day,"
"Oh. That works. Will I see you here tonight?"
"I'll probably stay somewhere else. But I should see you soon!"
"I see. Do not be long, you hear?"
"I do."
With that Warwick runs to the bank.
"Bebhinn, hows my lamp?" Warwick asks, running in.
"It's in the back, safe and secured. Why do you ask?"
"I got a tip from a goddess that it was stolen," Warwick states, accusingly.
"That's impossible... Let me go check..."
Bebhinn dubiously heads to the back.
A few moments later and the sound of someone frantically searching for something can be heard.
Bebhinn comes back with a concerned look.
"I cannot seem to find it. This has never happened before. I-"
"THE HELL!" Warwick yells, slamming his hands on the desk, "There was a freaking genie in that lamp! You cost me a genie! Do you know the chances of finding a genie!? Virtually None! The chances of anyone finding a genie in my world are so low people think they don't exist, I out of over 5 billion people get one, and you 'cannot seem to find it'! How do you plan to remedy this!"
"I'm so sorry... I-I... Umm..." Bebhinn stutters with a gulp.
"I'm waiting!"
"I'll store anything you want for free! Does that work!"
"Let me get it in writing, and maybe I'll overlook this."
In terror, Bebhinn writes two copies of a note, stating the agreement and Warwick's account number and pin.
She hands him one copy of the said note.
"Thank you. I'd like to store this," He takes out the sickle and knife as well as a large chunk of meat from the sack before handing it to her, "Thank you for not leaving me at a total loss."
"You're welcome. Are we good," Bebhinn asks nervously, taking the bag.
"Of course, we have a deal after all," Warwick confirms, with a warm smile.
Warwick walks towards the door, "If it turns up, let me know!" He says walking out.
Once a little ways away from the door, Warwick whispers to himself, "I can't believe that worked! No wonder Jack's mom yells so much!"
.He makes his way to the healer's house safely.
"You're late!" Dilys states, with a look that clearly conveys: "You're in trouble."
Warwick gulps, "She lost my genie..."
"What? Are you here to work or not?"
"Err... Yes? What do you need me to do?"
"Take this potion to Ranald. He has the rest of your instructions, as well as the payment," Dilys states, handing him the potion.
"I will deliver it post-haste!" Warwick responds, heading out the door.
He safely makes it to the school without any interruptions.
"Hey Ranald, I have a potion for you from Dilys. She said you had the payment?"
"Yes though you're getting a lesson first. Where's your fomor pet?" Ranald asks, strangely having two ghost swords on his hilt.
"Oh, I'll get him. Summon Demoko!"
Demoko shows up besides Ranald.
"Demoko, we're going to have a combat lesson, I want you to watch," Ranald informs.
Demoko nods and creates distance before Resting on the ground.
Lassar steps out of the school building and sits on a step with some food.
"Lassar, what are you doing?" Warwick asks.
"Watching the lesson, usually I'm too busy teaching a class. Though this one's special," She says before taking a bite of her Potato & Egg Salad.
"You're going to want to drink that potion now," Ranald suggests.
Warwick trustingly drinks the potion, "This tastes horrible, what does it do?"
"Makes it so you can't be killed by a Ghost Sword for a few hours," Ranald informs, focusing on his now drawn blades as he begins to glow.
Warwick's eyes widen with the understanding of what's about to happen.
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Introduction: The Protagonist
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"You seem in a hurry," Piaras observes.
Warwick gulps before responding, "Yeah, I'm hoping to make it to the bank before helping Dilys out."
"Are you scared of me?"
"Of course not! Why would I be afraid of you?" Warwick asks nervously.
"A hunch."
"Welp, I gotta go! Goodbye!" Warwick blurts out, jetting out the door.
Once out of the door, he sees Nora.
On sight, he gives Nora a hug, "It's good to see you! Let's not let Piaras know about the memory thing."
"Good to see you too. Where did you get that stuff from?" Nora asks, surprised by the random hug.
"It's the stuff I left in the room before the memory thing happened," Warwick states, letting go and picking his bag back up.
"How close were we?"
"Pretty close, we can talk about this later. I have a busy day,"
"Oh. That works. Will I see you here tonight?"
"I'll probably stay somewhere else. But I should see you soon!"
"I see. Do not be long, you hear?"
"I do."
With that Warwick runs to the bank.
"Bebhinn, hows my lamp?" Warwick asks, running in.
"It's in the back, safe and secured. Why do you ask?"
"I got a tip from a goddess that it was stolen," Warwick states, accusingly.
"That's impossible... Let me go check..."
Bebhinn dubiously heads to the back.
A few moments later and the sound of someone frantically searching for something can be heard.
Bebhinn comes back with a concerned look.
"I cannot seem to find it. This has never happened before. I-"
"THE HELL!" Warwick yells, slamming his hands on the desk, "There was a freaking genie in that lamp! You cost me a genie! Do you know the chances of finding a genie!? Virtually None! The chances of anyone finding a genie in my world are so low people think they don't exist, I out of over 5 billion people get one, and you 'cannot seem to find it'! How do you plan to remedy this!"
"I'm so sorry... I-I... Umm..." Bebhinn stutters with a gulp.
"I'm waiting!"
"I'll store anything you want for free! Does that work!"
"Let me get it in writing, and maybe I'll overlook this."
In terror, Bebhinn writes two copies of a note, stating the agreement and Warwick's account number and pin.
She hands him one copy of the said note.
"Thank you. I'd like to store this," He takes out the sickle and knife as well as a large chunk of meat from the sack before handing it to her, "Thank you for not leaving me at a total loss."
"You're welcome. Are we good," Bebhinn asks nervously, taking the bag.
"Of course, we have a deal after all," Warwick confirms, with a warm smile.
Warwick walks towards the door, "If it turns up, let me know!" He says walking out.
Once a little ways away from the door, Warwick whispers to himself, "I can't believe that worked! No wonder Jack's mom yells so much!"
.He makes his way to the healer's house safely.
"You're late!" Dilys states, with a look that clearly conveys: "You're in trouble."
Warwick gulps, "She lost my genie..."
"What? Are you here to work or not?"
"Err... Yes? What do you need me to do?"
"Take this potion to Ranald. He has the rest of your instructions, as well as the payment," Dilys states, handing him the potion.
"I will deliver it post-haste!" Warwick responds, heading out the door.
He safely makes it to the school without any interruptions.
"Hey Ranald, I have a potion for you from Dilys. She said you had the payment?"
"Yes though you're getting a lesson first. Where's your fomor pet?" Ranald asks, strangely having two ghost swords on his hilt.
"Oh, I'll get him. Summon Demoko!"
Demoko shows up besides Ranald.
"Demoko, we're going to have a combat lesson, I want you to watch," Ranald informs.
Demoko nods and creates distance before Resting on the ground.
Lassar steps out of the school building and sits on a step with some food.
"Lassar, what are you doing?" Warwick asks.
"Watching the lesson, usually I'm too busy teaching a class. Though this one's special," She says before taking a bite of her Potato & Egg Salad.
"You're going to want to drink that potion now," Ranald suggests.
Warwick trustingly drinks the potion, "This tastes horrible, what does it do?"
"Makes it so you can't be killed by a Ghost Sword for a few hours," Ranald informs, focusing on his now drawn blades as he begins to glow.
Warwick's eyes widen with the understanding of what's about to happen.
Introduction: A Djinn's Wish
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Episode One: Nighttime Detour, A Meet With A Djinn
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Thursday, September 5, 2019
Episode 24: Regret and Reconnect
"Welcome traveler, you look like you just saw a ghost," Piaras observes, confused by Warwick's surprise.
"He was-" Nora starts to say as Warwick interrupts her.
"Was wondering if it's not too late to get an inn room. I saw the one on the left from outside, and it appears vacant. I'll get the gold," Warwick hastily states as he fumbles to get the gold out of his pocket.
"Umm, yes actually. We still need to clean up that room though," Piaras states, as the sum of the gold Warwick places on the table reaches 124
"It's no problem, I'll clean it up," Warwick spits as fast as Eminem, as he dashes up the stairs and slams the door.
Warwick sees the room the way he left it.
"Yes, yes, yes, Yes! Yes! YES! YES!!" Warwick happily yells, seeing everything still there.
Warwick falls back onto the bed, finally starting to relax as he commands, "Summon Demoko!"
Fumbling to hold the weapons, Demoko drops the knife and sickle the very moment, at least to him, he picked them up.
Demoko reaches down to try again, as he notices where he is.
"Leave them there, it's fine," Warwick states, still laying back.
"It is nice to be back! Crisp air, the cool of mana, is everything in order?" Demoko asks, Warwick sighs once he mentions mana.
"Yeah, just relax. It's all good for a moment."
"Great! I cannot wait to see everyone!" Demoko states, as he happily starts heading to the door
Warwick bounces up, slamming himself into the door just as Demoko gets it open.
Piaras yelling, "No roughhousing!" can be faintly heard from downstairs.
Demoko's ears flick in surprise, "What is wrong master?"
Warwick sucks his teeth before speaking, "Listen buddy. Things didn't exactly work as planned."
"What do you mean?" Demoko asks innocently, his ears slowly lowering through the conversation.
"So... Several towns members memories have been lost... We still need to keep you hidden around them..."
"I see," Demoko exhales in full disappointment, "But everyone else will like me now! Right?" Demoko asks with a bit of perk, but his ears still mostly lowered.
"Right now, we need to play it by ear. I may be able to get Duncan on our side if Trefor still remembers, but for now, we need to play it safe."
"I see. The plan did not work then?" Demoko asks, with any sign of joy shrowded in the shadow of despair.
"I'm really sorry Demoko," Warwick states, reaching out to put his hand on Demoko's shoulder.
Demoko pulls himself away, "I need some time."
Warwick gulps, getting a sense of how bad he messed up, "I understand. You take the bed, I'll Rest on the floor."
Demoko nods, as Warwick puts the sheets, blankets, and pillows back on the bed for him.
"I do not use those. If you want them, you can have them," Demoko states, pointing at the pillows.
Warwick nods and removes the pillows.
Warwick gets his tools off the ground, as Demoko curls up into a ball on the bed.
Upon standing, Warwick looks over at him trying to figure out how that's comfortable.
Warwick makes himself comfortable, pulls out his phone and sets up an alarm on ultra power saving mode for seven hours.
Warwick turns the screen off and begins to Rest, "I messed up..." he whispers to himself before nodding off.
He wakes up to his alarm going off, and as he turns to turn it off he hears a thud behind him.
"What in Cichol's name is that!" Demoko asks, covering his ears.
Warwick quickly turns off the alarm, "Sorry, it was to wake me up."
"Can you just do the command thing instead! I think I have suffered enough pain as it is!" Demoko snaps at him, still in anger from the screeching sound humans can't hear.
Warwick is about to respond, as he hears a pounding on the door.
Quickly, Warwick takes his shirt and pants off and runs to the door, as Demoko ducks behind the bed.
"I'm not dressed. What is it?" Warwick asks through the door.
"Did I not say no roughhousing!?" Piaras angerly asks through the door.
"I'm sorry, I fell off the bed."
"Anyways, hurry up and get out so I can clean."
"I will, and don't worry, I'll clean up."
Piaras loudly sighs, as he can be heard descending down the stairs.
Warwick sighs, as he puts his clothes back on.
"I am so sorry for getting angry master!" Demoko apologizes.
"Don't be. You have a right to be angry. I'm the one that should be sorry," Warwick states, popping his head out of his shirt, "I should never have done that to you."
"You were looking out for my best interests in the long run-" Demoko starts to say in comfort as Warwick cuts in.
"No, I was looking out for my own best interest. Ever since I got you, I never thought about how you felt except to manipulate you. I considered you a tool and never appreciated you for you until recently. I don't really understand guilt, but I believe this is regret I'm feeling. I'm really sorry. Honestly, you should hate me, but you probably won't, because you're an actual good person and their's nothing I can do to make up for what I've done," Warwick explains, as he fixes the bed and puts all of his stuff into the sack of food.
"Why do we not agree to take it from the beginning? Otherwise, we will both keep feeling bad about it," Demoko asks.
Warwick nods and hugs him, crying.
"I do want to confirm that this is a normal hug, and not what the other guy was doing. Correct?" Demoko asks.
Warwick backs off, "Way to ruin the moment!" he says with a chuckle and rubbing his head.
Warwick walks over and picks up the bag, as Demoko states, "That is a serious question!"
"Yes, hugs are usually brief signs of affection. We have to get to Belvast sometime! You ready?" Warwick explains while wiping the tears off with his free hand.
Demoko nods, as Warwick commands, "Return!"
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"He was-" Nora starts to say as Warwick interrupts her.
"Was wondering if it's not too late to get an inn room. I saw the one on the left from outside, and it appears vacant. I'll get the gold," Warwick hastily states as he fumbles to get the gold out of his pocket.
"Umm, yes actually. We still need to clean up that room though," Piaras states, as the sum of the gold Warwick places on the table reaches 124
"It's no problem, I'll clean it up," Warwick spits as fast as Eminem, as he dashes up the stairs and slams the door.
Warwick sees the room the way he left it.
"Yes, yes, yes, Yes! Yes! YES! YES!!" Warwick happily yells, seeing everything still there.
Warwick falls back onto the bed, finally starting to relax as he commands, "Summon Demoko!"
Fumbling to hold the weapons, Demoko drops the knife and sickle the very moment, at least to him, he picked them up.
Demoko reaches down to try again, as he notices where he is.
"Leave them there, it's fine," Warwick states, still laying back.
"It is nice to be back! Crisp air, the cool of mana, is everything in order?" Demoko asks, Warwick sighs once he mentions mana.
"Yeah, just relax. It's all good for a moment."
"Great! I cannot wait to see everyone!" Demoko states, as he happily starts heading to the door
Warwick bounces up, slamming himself into the door just as Demoko gets it open.
Piaras yelling, "No roughhousing!" can be faintly heard from downstairs.
Demoko's ears flick in surprise, "What is wrong master?"
Warwick sucks his teeth before speaking, "Listen buddy. Things didn't exactly work as planned."
"What do you mean?" Demoko asks innocently, his ears slowly lowering through the conversation.
"So... Several towns members memories have been lost... We still need to keep you hidden around them..."
"I see," Demoko exhales in full disappointment, "But everyone else will like me now! Right?" Demoko asks with a bit of perk, but his ears still mostly lowered.
"Right now, we need to play it by ear. I may be able to get Duncan on our side if Trefor still remembers, but for now, we need to play it safe."
"I see. The plan did not work then?" Demoko asks, with any sign of joy shrowded in the shadow of despair.
"I'm really sorry Demoko," Warwick states, reaching out to put his hand on Demoko's shoulder.
Demoko pulls himself away, "I need some time."
Warwick gulps, getting a sense of how bad he messed up, "I understand. You take the bed, I'll Rest on the floor."
Demoko nods, as Warwick puts the sheets, blankets, and pillows back on the bed for him.
"I do not use those. If you want them, you can have them," Demoko states, pointing at the pillows.
Warwick nods and removes the pillows.
Warwick gets his tools off the ground, as Demoko curls up into a ball on the bed.
Upon standing, Warwick looks over at him trying to figure out how that's comfortable.
Warwick makes himself comfortable, pulls out his phone and sets up an alarm on ultra power saving mode for seven hours.
Warwick turns the screen off and begins to Rest, "I messed up..." he whispers to himself before nodding off.
He wakes up to his alarm going off, and as he turns to turn it off he hears a thud behind him.
"What in Cichol's name is that!" Demoko asks, covering his ears.
Warwick quickly turns off the alarm, "Sorry, it was to wake me up."
"Can you just do the command thing instead! I think I have suffered enough pain as it is!" Demoko snaps at him, still in anger from the screeching sound humans can't hear.
Warwick is about to respond, as he hears a pounding on the door.
Quickly, Warwick takes his shirt and pants off and runs to the door, as Demoko ducks behind the bed.
"I'm not dressed. What is it?" Warwick asks through the door.
"Did I not say no roughhousing!?" Piaras angerly asks through the door.
"I'm sorry, I fell off the bed."
"Anyways, hurry up and get out so I can clean."
"I will, and don't worry, I'll clean up."
Piaras loudly sighs, as he can be heard descending down the stairs.
Warwick sighs, as he puts his clothes back on.
"I am so sorry for getting angry master!" Demoko apologizes.
"Don't be. You have a right to be angry. I'm the one that should be sorry," Warwick states, popping his head out of his shirt, "I should never have done that to you."
"You were looking out for my best interests in the long run-" Demoko starts to say in comfort as Warwick cuts in.
"No, I was looking out for my own best interest. Ever since I got you, I never thought about how you felt except to manipulate you. I considered you a tool and never appreciated you for you until recently. I don't really understand guilt, but I believe this is regret I'm feeling. I'm really sorry. Honestly, you should hate me, but you probably won't, because you're an actual good person and their's nothing I can do to make up for what I've done," Warwick explains, as he fixes the bed and puts all of his stuff into the sack of food.
"Why do we not agree to take it from the beginning? Otherwise, we will both keep feeling bad about it," Demoko asks.
Warwick nods and hugs him, crying.
"I do want to confirm that this is a normal hug, and not what the other guy was doing. Correct?" Demoko asks.
Warwick backs off, "Way to ruin the moment!" he says with a chuckle and rubbing his head.
Warwick walks over and picks up the bag, as Demoko states, "That is a serious question!"
"Yes, hugs are usually brief signs of affection. We have to get to Belvast sometime! You ready?" Warwick explains while wiping the tears off with his free hand.
Demoko nods, as Warwick commands, "Return!"
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Introduction: The Protagonist
Episode One: Nighttime Detour, A Meet With A Djinn
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Sunday, September 1, 2019
Episode 23: Forget Me Nots
Five minutes before class, Warwick and his roommate get up and begin to get ready.
"Demoko, I'm going to have you disappear a bit to make sure no one finds you. Is that okay?"
Demoko nods.
"Because that totally doesn't sound like a serial killer!" Josh mockingly chuckles.
Warwick looks confused for a second before becoming annoyed, "Shut up! Return!"
Warwick washes off his shoulder, as Demoko disappears, and gets a new shirt on.
"Wait! Summon Demoko!"
Demoko shows back up as Warwick quickly says, "Grab my sickle and knife real quick!"
Demoko takes a moment to find them, and Warwick commands "Return!" the very moment after he picks them up.
Warwick puts his laptop in his bag as they both grab their stuff and run off to class.
They get into class a few minutes early, while the professor from their first class is writing logical fallacies on the board.
"You look better. How is the new game?" The professor asks.
"It's not as easy as I thought it'd be. But I was able to rest and feel a bit better," Warwick explains, as Josh avoids eye contact from the back of the class.
"I'll assume your uniform is still 'resting'."
"I tried playing outside for a bit, and it got torn. Do you know anything about playwriting?"
"Yes actually, I teach a theater history class on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I can talk more about it after class."
"Maybe Monday, I have plans after class," Warwick states as the bell rings.
"Welcome class, I hope everyone presenting today are ready!" The professor announces as the projector screen lowers.
Warwick pulls out his notes and peer critique cards, and gives takes notes as the professor refreshes the class on logical fallacies before presentations continue.
After class, Warwick and Josh head back to the dorm.
On the way back, Warwick pulls up the Mabinogi website to check on the progress of the maintenance.
"NO!" Warwick yells as he runs as fast as he can to his dorm.
Once inside, he slams the door shut and in a flash is where he was when Macha showed up.
"Calm down, whatever they did, freaking out isn't going to help," Warwick states to himself, as he takes a few deep breaths.
Calmer, he speedwalks to the inn, as it's getting dark.
As Warwick gets close, Nora approaches him before he can get a word in.
"You look like you could use a rest. We have rooms for 120 gold a night!" Nora happily greets him, as all hope drains from his face.
"Please tell me you're joking!" Warwick responds, looking like he's about to break down.
"I am so sorry! I can see if my uncle will knock down the price! Everything will be okay!" Nora frantically tries to assure him, not sure why he's so upset.
"You really d-don't remember?" Warwick asks, growing in mortification.
"Did you already pay? I am usually better with faces, though it has been a busy day. Please forgive me," Nora apologizes, as tears start to fall from Warwick's face.
"I am really sorry! If you relax for a moment, we can figure out what is going on together," Nora continues to reassure, not sure what to do or what she did to upset him this much.
Unable to get any words out, Warwick just starts nodding.
"Let me go talk to my uncle. I will see what we can do," Nora states, running inside.
Warwick starts humming the song Nora sang, as Nora stops in her place.
"How do you know that song?" Nora asks, turning back to face Warwick.
Warwick gulps before speaking, "You sang it in the graveyard the second to last time I saw you. We had a talk about how I was surprised the spiders didn't come close. I remember when you taught me how to Rest, it feels so natural now."
Nora covers her mouth in shock, "I never finished that song. I do not remember any of that. I never even sung that song!"
"Someone messed with your memory; someone far more powerful and more mysterious than even the gods. I don't think your memories can be restored. But I hope you'll believe me, and we can get to know each other once again," Warwick states, holding out his hand, and holding back his tears.
She nods before gathering herself, "It is getting late, you might want to get a room if you plan to."
Warwick returns the nod before following her in.
Warwick gulps upon seeing Piaras behind the desk.
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"Demoko, I'm going to have you disappear a bit to make sure no one finds you. Is that okay?"
Demoko nods.
"Because that totally doesn't sound like a serial killer!" Josh mockingly chuckles.
Warwick looks confused for a second before becoming annoyed, "Shut up! Return!"
Warwick washes off his shoulder, as Demoko disappears, and gets a new shirt on.
"Wait! Summon Demoko!"
Demoko shows back up as Warwick quickly says, "Grab my sickle and knife real quick!"
Demoko takes a moment to find them, and Warwick commands "Return!" the very moment after he picks them up.
Warwick puts his laptop in his bag as they both grab their stuff and run off to class.
They get into class a few minutes early, while the professor from their first class is writing logical fallacies on the board.
"You look better. How is the new game?" The professor asks.
"It's not as easy as I thought it'd be. But I was able to rest and feel a bit better," Warwick explains, as Josh avoids eye contact from the back of the class.
"I'll assume your uniform is still 'resting'."
"I tried playing outside for a bit, and it got torn. Do you know anything about playwriting?"
"Yes actually, I teach a theater history class on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I can talk more about it after class."
"Maybe Monday, I have plans after class," Warwick states as the bell rings.
"Welcome class, I hope everyone presenting today are ready!" The professor announces as the projector screen lowers.
Warwick pulls out his notes and peer critique cards, and gives takes notes as the professor refreshes the class on logical fallacies before presentations continue.
After class, Warwick and Josh head back to the dorm.
On the way back, Warwick pulls up the Mabinogi website to check on the progress of the maintenance.
[Completed] Unscheduled Maintenance
To address the following:
To address the following:
- Issues with NPC behavior in the Mari Server. NPC positions and AI will be set to those of the Talarch Server. All issues should be resolved.
- Issues with NPC Intimacy. All intimacy progress for certain NPCs has been reset. As an apology for the inconvenience, anyone who logs in within the event period will get a "Tir Survivor" gift box that can be opened after the event period. The affected NPCs are Duncan, Nora, and Piaras.
-The Mabinogi Team
"NO!" Warwick yells as he runs as fast as he can to his dorm.
Once inside, he slams the door shut and in a flash is where he was when Macha showed up.
"Calm down, whatever they did, freaking out isn't going to help," Warwick states to himself, as he takes a few deep breaths.
Calmer, he speedwalks to the inn, as it's getting dark.
As Warwick gets close, Nora approaches him before he can get a word in.
"You look like you could use a rest. We have rooms for 120 gold a night!" Nora happily greets him, as all hope drains from his face.
"Please tell me you're joking!" Warwick responds, looking like he's about to break down.
"I am so sorry! I can see if my uncle will knock down the price! Everything will be okay!" Nora frantically tries to assure him, not sure why he's so upset.
"You really d-don't remember?" Warwick asks, growing in mortification.
"Did you already pay? I am usually better with faces, though it has been a busy day. Please forgive me," Nora apologizes, as tears start to fall from Warwick's face.
"I am really sorry! If you relax for a moment, we can figure out what is going on together," Nora continues to reassure, not sure what to do or what she did to upset him this much.
Unable to get any words out, Warwick just starts nodding.
"Let me go talk to my uncle. I will see what we can do," Nora states, running inside.
Warwick starts humming the song Nora sang, as Nora stops in her place.
"How do you know that song?" Nora asks, turning back to face Warwick.
Warwick gulps before speaking, "You sang it in the graveyard the second to last time I saw you. We had a talk about how I was surprised the spiders didn't come close. I remember when you taught me how to Rest, it feels so natural now."
Nora covers her mouth in shock, "I never finished that song. I do not remember any of that. I never even sung that song!"
"Someone messed with your memory; someone far more powerful and more mysterious than even the gods. I don't think your memories can be restored. But I hope you'll believe me, and we can get to know each other once again," Warwick states, holding out his hand, and holding back his tears.
She nods before gathering herself, "It is getting late, you might want to get a room if you plan to."
Warwick returns the nod before following her in.
Warwick gulps upon seeing Piaras behind the desk.
Introduction: A Djinn's Wish
Introduction: The Protagonist
Episode One: Nighttime Detour, A Meet With A Djinn
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