Re: D&D: Generations
The wizard chuckles at Mittens' antics, his chuckle turning into an old man cough. Then says in response to Joe, "Oh... the blink dog problem. Well that makes sense of why you're here."
He holds up the two puppets he was given. "Hmm... I guess let's say this one is me." he wags his right hand puppet to indicate which one he means. "And this one is the imp that snuck into my lab."
Wizard Puppet: "Ah the retired life. Now I can do my magical experiments in peace and care for these blink dog pups that wound up motherless."
Imp Puppet: "Aha! But you thought you could retire! No! I am an imp who lives for evil pranks to make people miserable! I'm going to wait for you to sleep, sneak in here, and mess around with your ritual, causing it to instead cast a curse on one of your blink dogs! And then I'll erase the ritual so you can't figure out the curse quickly!"
Wizard Puppet: "Oh my. What happened to my ritual? My magic tells me something infernal was in here. Good thing I have record-keeper magic for all those times I forget where I set stuff."
He flops the puppets on his lap. "You see... the curse prevents me from banishing the blink dog's natural teleport powers, which means I have no means of keeping him penned up. The curse forces the blink dog to follow a set of instructions every night, but he has gotten scared of leaving the cave at all. And what's worse is his sister is now scared of approaching him because he bit her on one of those nights. I'd use tranquilizers, but I don't know how to make 'em and the nearest person who would sell them lives too far for my old self to travel. I can't ask for help from the town because the townsfolk would more likely just come up with a solution like 'kill the blink dog', or even jump to the conclusion that I did this on purpose and then sentence me to death along with my dogs. So! Glad you came. And if you are the classic murder hobos, you probably would have killed me by now. But just in case you are murder hobos, I should inform you much of what I have is of very little value and I'm a dying old man anyway, so I actually have a special spell prepared for if someone kills me.... good thing you didn't. Anyway! Umm... oh right. The curse. I haven't fully figured out the cure to the curse just yet, but temporary or permanent solutions that don't involve death or maiming would be very much appreciated and would land you a reward that only I know how to get for ya."
Liberty scrunches her face a little, looking confused, then looks up at Joe.
Timothius looks relieved and hugs Mittens' side.
Tam decides to play along with Rocky's "act" and pets him gently.
This message was last edited by the GM at 19:36, Sun 30 June 2019.