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Orange Fluffy Sheep
Jul 26, 2008

Bad EXP received

This is about where the Eagle Dagger is, if you want to avoid it.


New area, new mediocre monsters who are good for nothing.


...A chest!


Welp let's go back to the castle.


Which is to say rummaging and pilfering.


I know I can zoom to the hilltop hut and save 70 gold but I'm kinda tired of doing that every time and maybe Angelo deserves to have full MP for once.

Besides, he's already paid for about half of this.


Charmles is not very popular with the populace, it seems.


The second Bandit Axe finishes. The pot goes back to making Mystifying Mixtures because I need money.


Some people in the thread echoed the party's sentiments from that party chat on the beach, that Trode is making poo poo up.

I don't think he's making poo poo up.


Charmles keeps running off to gamble at Baccarat.

I wish we could gamble at Baccarat.


The Bazaar.

Captial-B because it is a capital-B Big deal.

It's why I'm so concerned about money.



"I can't explain it, but I suspected his next victim would be some kind of royalty. But I still don't think there's any rhyme or reason to what he's doing."










Remember Lorenzo? There are only 45 updates before this one to go through so it shouldn't take you too long to scour each and every one of them.

Or we could go to the house on the hill and figure it out anyway.


It's the chancellor's house. This is the chancellor's wife.

"It's good to let your children go off and broaden their horizons while they're young. I have high hopes for him being a very important man in the future."



'Lorenzo is telling everyone he wants to set out on a journey to broaden his horizons. It's painfully obvious that it's just a convenient excuse to get out of his duties at the castle. Then again, he says he plans to stop by Alexandria to see his fiancee, so how could I say no?'


A young lady in our entourage is engaged to the child of an Argonian ruler who isn't particularly liked, in an arranged wedding. Shame Jessica doesn't have more to say about it. In fact I wouldn't be surprised if you forgot she's engaged. I wish they did more with it. Maybe there's a party chat somewhere about it. It's not here, she just has her usual line about the magic mirror.


And now we're pillaging the castle!


This is a picture of a very regal man. He must be the king!


And this must be Charmles. He looks like a bright lad. I wonder why the citizenry hates him?


Obviously the answer is to disturb His Highness.



"There's no point in trying to explain that to him. He'd never listen to us. We'd be better off just stealing the thing and having done with it."
"Oy! That's my line! Now who sounds like a thief, eh, Angelo!?"
"Hey! I thought you were on the straight and narrow!"
"Heh heh heh. Yeah, good point."


So let's just jooooog in there and





"No, no. I'm fine."



Well, that was unusual. Wonder what it that was about?


This the chancellor, and Lorenzo's father. Lorenzo must take after his mother considering he is taller than a stump.

"His Majesty is even considering having guards escort him. But that would hardly prove his ability to succeed to the throne. If anything, it would prove just the opposite."

Anyway let's just bluntly demand the mirror.


A King's Request



Eight summarizes the situation re: murderous jester in evil temple.





"C'est la vie, I suppose. It was a lot to ask."
"So now what? How are we going to avenge my brother's death without that mirror?"
"Hmm... If what you say is true, you must have survived a great many odreals on your travels. That means your fighting skills must be on a par with those of my soldiers."



"Well surmised, Chancellor. Listen to me carefully, Eight. I rule with a fair hand. But I cannot grant every request that is made of me. However, if the royal family owes someone a debt of gratitude, I consider it my duty to fulfil it."


Clavius then claps twice.




And the servant goes off.

"The request concerns my son, Prince Charmles."



"As a father, the thought of putting my own son in danger pains me. But he must pass the initiation if he is to succeed me to the throne. It is the tradition of our kingdom. I was considering sending a detail of royal soldiers to protect him during the rite. However, I fear it will ruin his reputation."


It's telling that Clavius is this desperate for Charmles to pass, but at no point considers Charmles going by himself.

"It is vital that everyone believes my son passed the initiation on his own."



"What is it this time...?"
"The Prince has run off again! I'm extremely sorry, Your Majesty! This is all my fault! I will bring Prince Charmles to Your Majesty as soon as we can find him! As your humble and faithful servant I beg-"



"Please pardon my outburst, Eight. But we cannot continue this discussion without my son."

Anyway, we're sent off to look for Charmles. This means more rummaging.



'The following is an absolutely true story. I heard it from my friend's sister the other day. About a month ago, she went mushroom hunting in a forest to the east. On her way back, she noticed that something was wrong. Birds were falling from the trees. Rabbits and fawns writhed on the ground in agony. All of them were foaming at the mouth. The forest is usually a place of peace, but on this day it was more like a hell on earth. What fiendish power was behind this devilry? That's when she noticed the song. An eerie and grotesque voice, like nothing she'd ever heard before, was issuing from holes in the ground. Moments later, her sight darkened and she swooned. When she came to, she was back in her own bed. A hunter had found her unconscious body and brought her back to the village. To this very day, she shudders to recall the scene.'





'March 23: The Prince was captured this morning. He had escaped from his room by fashioning a rope out of his curtains. He was undoubtedly planning to head to the casino at Baccarat. The Prince remains unrepentant.
'June 4: The Prince was captured this afternoon. He hid imself inside a barrel, apparently with the intention of sneaking out of the city. He even prepared a special barrel with holes in the bottom, allowing him to move when nobody was looking. The Prince can be surprisingly resourceful when he wants to be.'


Along the way, people give us reports. The doors were sealed first thing, so he is definitely in the castle.



'Think you're a big boy? There's a secret club out there, and it may be just what you're looking for. We can't reveal the exact location here, but believe us, it's well worth the trip!'



'Just lie back and let her work her magic. Believe us, you've never felt a pair like hers before. Oh, yes. Snuggling between them is like paradise on earth. You won't want to leave!'


Not even that giant axe works? drat.


Well, he's been cornered but he's locked himself in, and he is persistent.




Yep, he's there. And he's petulant.


Unfortunately, he's chosen the one room where his phobia will be his undoing. Thanks for the tip, lady behind a post!


"A hat." Wow. Um. That's informative. None of the available hats work yet. Don't worry, capital-B Bazaar starts soon. It has the hat, as a subset of having too many things.


NEXT TIME: meet the prince.

Orange Fluffy Sheep fucked around with this message at 18:29 on Feb 9, 2016