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>why is there a sword floating above you and cedric?
There is no sword! That’s just a lie the man tells you to keep you down! Don’t believe their lies!
>Scan everyone in this room and also scan them for corruption levels.
[“The Star” is unclaimed. Unable to see corruption level on non-allied pawns!]
[“The Moon” belongs to player White! 7% corruption and falling!]
[“The Magician” Status: Paranoid, Scared, Horny, Longing. 8% corruption and falling!]
>Try not to swoon over the brave crusader who saved your maidenly abdomen from a tentacle monster.
I-I-W-WHAT!? Of course I’m n-not going to swoon over him! Geez… besides, I saved him, remember?
>So, Daithi, is your paranoia level turned all the way up to 11 by the fact that creatures like this are about, possibly taking the place of people you know?
…Oh crap, everyone is a shape shifter, aren’t they!? EVRYONE!!!
>...Hack the Shape Stealer corpse a few more times, just to make sure it's good and dead.
Um… it’s very dead, yes?
Just making sure… real sure…
>Tell Arthur that you had the notion that the rats were being driven away by a demonic presence, so you just got a bad feeling that he was in danger when you heard that he was an hour late.
Ah, you very paranoid, Ker’ke, are you not? I shouldn’t speak against it, as it saved life of mine, yes? Also, understandable if what Nickolas said about your life is true.
>Speaking of which, what are the results?
Oh, that’s why I was down there so long. It’s very weird, yes? I tried and tried but there is none, yes?
…there isn’t anything?
Yes, according to test you’re as clean as a… how you say… harp… um… wait… bass?
Fiddle.
Fiddle, yes. You clean as a fiddle, Ker’ke. It’s odd, because Master Nickolas has never been wrong about that before, yes?
>What a mess. You'd best get out of here before someone makes you clean it up as punishment for being somewhere off limits.
Oh, no, this is Inquisitor mess to clean. Very messy, yes? In fact, I need to report to them at once… you want to follow me upstairs, yes? Not stay in dark basement with ghosts?
We can talk on the way, right?
>Ask Arthur what he knows about Shape Stealers on the way up.
Ah, Children of the lying one. Used to be man, but her claws tore in their skin making them lies. Very gruesome, very bloody, yes?
>Can they suck out a person's memories and then use them to near-perfectly impersonate them?
How you know?
Err… lucky guess?
Yes, they eat memories and learn them. They very good at impersonate people they have eaten too, yes?
>What did he do to repulse this one?
Creatures of dark fear light, yes? They fear everything holy, yes? Holy symbol very helpful.
Wait… but our religion doesn’t even have any gods or anything to-
It’s the concept. Concepts are powerful, yes? How you say… you believe thing is holy therefore it is holy… if enough believe its holy, its hurt creatures of darkness, yes?
>How can they be detected?
Find faults in their… how you say… wrong skin. Also, they do not like holy things… but not fool proof. Some of them can resist, yes?
>And all it takes to kill a Shape Stealer is to stab its brain-core? And the armor was fake and didn't offer any protection?
Armor is real, yes? They cannot lie about things that doesn’t live, yes? Bones, teeth, clothes… they all live, yes? Hammer makes short work of armor, though. As for making dead… They very much like lizard or human, they have heart and brain and lung. Destroy these and they will be the dead, yes? They not survive without heart or lung or liver or stomach, yes?
>if Shapestealers are the spawn of The Deceiver, then that daemon was active 3 months ago in the Serath kingdom alongside The Dark One and The Blood God.
The lying one have been active for… how you say… many grandparents. All three of the main three demon lords have been active long time, see? There is the lying one with her children of lies, who greedily steal memories to keep for the sake of keeping. There is the dark one who twists his children into one eyed husks, whose anger is unmatched. Then there’s the bloody one who let mortal hands do his work... his worshippers raise dead with special disease, made by mortal hands. It’s even theories that natural undead up in northlands is his work, yes? Very interesting, yes?
>Exchange a few pairs of challenge-response phrases with Arthur and Cedric in a whisper.
Like… the pear stalks in the midnight?
Light… pear stalk in light, yes? They don’t like word light.
Right… the pear stalks in the light. That would work…
Hey, who’s down there? Daithi? What are you doing in the basement.
Err… well…
Where’s Victoria?
She’s with that priest comforting some lizard suffering from arachnophobia that had a panic attack. Don’t worry, the lizard is fine… Now, what are you doing down here? Isn’t this place off limits? …and did you wax your mandibles?
Err…
He did? Didn’t notice…
Didn’t notice? Just look at them! They are gorgeous!
Wait-
Now, enough about your sex- err… nice looking mandibles and tell me- wait, is that blood? …and is that a freaking pile of… what is that!?
Corpse of child of the lying one, yes? Demon spawn, yes?
I… WHAT!?
Insert In the butt_
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