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>The only thing you'll get if you get back home is laughed at. Especially if you return at your current size.
Of course you’re not going to be small when you return, duh! Not to mention, you’re going to have a bunch of loot with you as well. Still need to work on that though…
>The librarian seems to be busy elsewhere. Look around to see if you can spot Skully.
The only thing you can see that is moving around is the lich herself, as she’s trying to find a book of some kind. Either this Skully is hidden, or they simply blend in with all the other junk in here.
>What if Skully is a literal name? Maybe that floating skull is the assistant and not the lich?
…it’s possible? It is a skull, after all… though it’s not floating, is it? You’re pretty sure you saw a throat below it.
>Play a game with her like tag or catch.
Anastasia: The raptor gobbles up the last of the first sausage, leaving one of your hands free. ”Here!” you tell her while picking up a stick, “Fetch!” She barely looks as the stick flies away and hits the glass, instead clearly more interested in the other sausage you’re holding instead.
>Let her smell you first, then slowly reach to scratch her under the chin.
Before giving her more food, you present your palm to her. She’s clearly hesitant, looking up at you with skepticism as she sniffs your palms a few times… then, as you present the second sausage to her, you manage to get close enough to rub her chin.
Anastasia: ”Whose a good girl?” you tell her as you start to pet her large neck, all the while she make quick work of the wiener, “You’re a good girl, DiveMaw! You are!” It’s clear that the raptor loves the attention, as she starts to loudly purr as you scratch her, moving her head towards you and snuggle it against your hands, “You’re the best girl, yeah…”
>If she's smart enough to make jewelry, she may understand speech.
Anastasia: ”You know, Divy, I like the feathers.” You tell her as you continue rubbing her, “They really bring out your eyes… how did you make them?” one of her hind legs starts to scratch against the ground as her purring grows louder, “And is that makeup? Maybe you can help out a gal sometime?”
It is clear by this point that she has no idea what you’re saying, at all. In fact, you’re not sure she even knows what speech is.
Anastasia: ”Alright, you may not understand me, but we still need to get out of here so I can reunite with some fat gator sausage.” You whisper to her as you pet her snout, “Hmm, your legs are pretty muscular… maybe you can take a running leap and just jump out?” she actually looks towards the direction you’re pointing at, but she looks more confused than anything, “Or maybe we can shatter the glass with those big claws of yours, girl.” When you point at her hind claws she makes a rather playful growling sound before kicking the ground, creating a large wound in the dirt, seemingly just to impress you, “Or maybe I can ride you and we can charge it with a lance of some kind?” She doesn’t answer, instead just closing her eyes and continue purring, “You’re not much of a talker are you, Divy?”
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