DUNGEON ♛ LIEFSTE CARNAVAL

[boardmaster]

LIEFSTE CARNAVAL
20 JULY (DELPHINE) 2016

The Heroes chosen for this dungeon may reach Petrosian by any means they choose (by Airy with passports, by foot, by train, etc.) but they must travel to the area under suspicion by a smaller train, sponsored by VIPs; from there, they will take the fifteen mile, bumpy ride from the quaint town station to an open valley downstream. As you’re jostled around in your seat, a cheery announcement informs you that this train ride was sponsored by the illustrious Ryder, who felt it was necessary to express his gratitude to the Heroes and their admirable efforts that just barely saved his life last month. How thoughtful of him.

As the train chugs to a stop, beyond the forest and behind our Heroes, endless fields of gold seem to stretch out as far as the eye can see. What was once rich green grass has been painted yellow by the sweltering heat and clear summer sky. Few trees offer shelter from the sun, but most Heroes will have to provide their own shade as they wait for Secretary Verdoni and Ryder’s quick debriefing.

	Verdoni [ he looks so done with Ryder, but he has a job to do ] Every year, this field serves as the site of the famous Liefste Carnaval. For obvious reasons, we do not usually spend money to send our forces here, and if anyone would like to convince me otherwise, I shall have them entertain their fellow rapscallions at St. Amant.
	Ryder [ coughs ]
	Verdoni [ shut up ] However, due to financial constraints and missing people reports in the area, the carnival was canceled. And yet it is here. We have reason to believe that the reports of missing individuals tie into this carnival. Furthermore, our researchers say there is an abnormal amount of mana activity in the area. Given your previous experience with those, I don’t believe I need to elaborate any further. Your job is to investigate the carnival, find the truth behind it, and retrieve the dungeon core. As for your transportation, we’ve arranged a—
	Ryder Thank you, Secretary. Heroes. Out of gratitude for your heroic rescue, the least I could do was provide some incentive to fetch me a souvenir. This train, the Big Red, was built by one of Gammon’s finest mechanics. I had it shipped here under great expense so that you could enjoy the luxury of Gammon. I hope you Heroes are fortunate enough to visit my land soon. [ and as an afterthought: ] Ah, and rescue those people. Of course. By the way, this weather is absolutely dreadful. My skin was never this dry back in Cochrane. Guard A, Guard B, set up camp. We don’t want to faint from the heat later, do we?
	Verdoni [ why is this guy even here ] To answer the question on everyone’s minds: yes, there is a point to collecting these dungeon cores. Apart from restoring natural order to the land, we have reason to believe the dungeon cores may hold the key to finding a way home for you Heroes... Once we have proper confirmation, I will soon be able to make a formal announcement. Secondly, yes, Commander Lisbrand is still recovering from the Noir attack. We are hoping that she’ll be well enough to join us soon. For now, we do what we can.

Basic info on the dungeon can be found here. Dungeon mechanics can be found here. All OOC questions about the event may be directed to the thread below.

ONE ♙
Welcome to the Liefste Carnaval! Don’t be shy, come on in!

There’s nothing of note when you approach the carnival’s entrance. The hustle and bustle of any other fun-filled festival can be heard from the outside, complete with excited shouts and distant music. The smell of popcorn and other saccharine treats waft over and make your mouth water…

Before you satisfy your cravings, you should get a ticket. You’ll be greeted by a vaguely humanoid ticket seller entirely covered in confetti and pieces of torn tickets, with a rattling breath as if it caught a cold. It doesn’t speak and merely points to a sign that says 500 colle per person! What? Not everything comes for free. An item of similar value will also suffice.

If you refuse to pay and shoulder your way past it, you’ll find yourself shoved onto your back, face to face with the ticket seller himself. The bits of paper on its face rustle before it shuffles back over to the stand. Try again and you’ll find yourself getting further and further away from the entrance as a minor curse begins to settle upon you. You may come up with your own curse (e.g. loss of voice, speaking in gibberish). Thankfully, the curse doesn’t last long, but the message should be clear: pay for your ticket.

Once you have acquired your ticket, you are free to enter the carnival at your leisure. Should you turn around to ask the ticket seller for more information, it will vanish into thin air, leaving nothing but a small heap of confetti.

Walk past the first booth; a gaggle of happy children with balloons approach you with boxes of welcoming gifts. Though you might want to remember what all children are taught: don’t take candy from strangers.

MONSTER ♟ Wicht
Weak against Fire, Holy	Strong against None	Immune to Dark
A demon possessing a wooden puppet painted and carved in the form of a happy child with rosy cheeks. It offers BOXES OF CHOCOLATE to unsuspecting victims. Be warned: the chocolate will give you CHILLS AND MALAISE, and eating it will prompt fellow Wichts to link their hands together and circle around you as they chant RING AROUND THE ROSIE. This is not an innocent game, but a spell that accelerates the progression of the disease inside you, manifesting in RASHES, FEVER, SNEEZING AND COUGHING. The Wichts have no sympathy to spare; they’ll keep chanting ‘til you all fall down! Don’t feel like chocolate today? Oh, the Wichts insist. As they shove their boxes at you, their giggles turn into maniacal laughter. Their cherubic features melt into something sharper, harder, and you barely have time to react before they try to rip your heart out with their SHARP CLAWS. Catching Wichts is not easy. They use the wind magic of their BALLOONS to fly out of harm’s way, and the more mischievous ones will inhale the helium inside to release BANSHEE-LIKE SCREAMS that will stun and knock your party back. You can eliminate these demons by any means, but defeating these wooden puppets with HOLY MAGIC will banish the demonic spirit inside them, rendering them lifeless with the angelic features they originally had. These Petrosian-style puppets show really good craftsmanship! DROPS: Colorful Balloons, Gift Boxes, Petrosian Puppets, Wicht Claws, Mana-infused Wood

Suddenly, the cheerful and festive atmosphere vanishes. A flag flutters against a strong, abrupt gust of wind. Shadows seem to whisper and point and watch with gleaming, uncountable eyes. The paths are deserted and what was a vibrant place full of life is now anything but.


TWO ♙
In the chocolate box of the first Wicht you defeat, you will find a hand-drawn map of the carnival. It is extremely detailed and meticulously labeled with every ride, shop, and sideshow. Does this cartographer have a perfectionist streak? There’s a crudely-painted red heart circling one attraction in particular: the tunnel of love. But from the way the color dried, you’re starting to think that’s not paint…

Before you reach the tunnel of love, you have to pass through game stalls and the haunted house. Move quickly; those familiar Wicht giggles are approaching and they will not take no for an answer. Hide behind stalls or large crates to avoid them. Perhaps Rooks or Illusion Queens can cover the party’s tracks!

If you choose to hide behind stalls and crates, a cold draft might hit your back, send a shiver down your spine and make you whirl around to confront—no one. But you could have sworn you saw a shadow in the corner of your eye… Before you can think, something too close for comfort bursts into hysterical laughter, attracting the attention of the Wichts and forcing you to abandon your shelter.

However, Wichts can’t touch you if you join in the fun, and the carnival offers a variety of games to play, from dime pitch games to shooting galleries. A man next to a strongman game might even holler at you to step right up and test your strength. Neither firearms, ammo or hammers will be provided, but you’re Heroes, right? Improvise! Win, and you’ll be greeted by...

MONSTER ♟ Steun
Weak against Holy	Strong against Dark	Immune to None
Carnival staff manning the stalls with smiles that will haunt your nightmares. People who win their games infuriate them! Their weapon of choice depends on where you find them. Food vendors will be eager to hurl BOILING OIL or throw an entire GRILL at your face, while those at the shooting galleries might come at you with FIREARMS—real ones! But sometimes, a bullet won’t kill you. Instead, it will make you smell like cotton candy. It will also cast CHARM MAGIC on you, making your party members fall in love with you. Only strong willpower can break the spell… or you know, a good, old-fashioned kiss. Staff members may also toss stuffed toys at you, but these cute and cuddly things aren’t a gift of goodwill. They’re enchanted grenades that explode into heart-shaped confetti and release a gas that will make you LAUGH UNCONTROLLABLY for a good five minutes. DROPS: Assorted Guns and Bullets, Carnival Food Items, Stuffed Toys, Carnival Staff Jacket

Glad that’s over! Unfortunately, this doesn’t seem to be the last area you needed to traverse. Checking the map again reveals that the haunted house is up next. But that shouldn’t be a big deal; you can usually avoid those by simply walking past, right?

Wrong. As you enter the area, you’ll soon realize that the roads around the house are clogged up by cotton candy and popcorn which might serve as convenient snacks to replenish your mana. The only free path leads to the front door.


THREE ♙
The floorboards creak as your party enters the haunted house. A flash of lightning preceding a crack of thunder reveals a large, arachnid leg. Clicking noises of pincers are the only warnings Heroes get before your party is grabbed and hauled upwards, one by one. Tough strings like silk trap your bodies in a tight cocoon that dangles from the ceiling. Resistance is futile, as struggling will damage your clothes. Don’t worry about flashing anyone; the spider is more than happy to cover your bare areas with more form-hugging strings. The spider silk seems to be enchanted, since captured Heroes cannot escape on their own. You must help them to proceed!

As the spider works on hauling its prey upwards, the others must rescue their comrade before it’s too late! Unfortunately, your entrance has awoken a sudden rush of monsters, and the blood and drool they’re spewing make it hard to believe they’re in costume. Hobbling and groaning zombies, scarecrows and half molten blobs or something in between are eager to have you for dinner themselves. The enemies themselves are not particularly dangerous; it’s their sheer number and the furniture they’ve knocked over which make this fight a pain in the neck. Kick and bat and suplex your way through the enemy ranks until you reach the rickety stairs.

Climbing with care, you finally make your way to the second floor. There is a spider lurking in a corner...

MONSTER ♟ Heer Spinnekop
Weak against Water	Strong against Earth, Wind	Immune to Lightning
“I must say, that was very rude of you. No one has ever turned down an invitation to my tea parties.” A calm and chipper tea-sipping, monocle-wearing SPIDER too big to fit through the front door. The wealthy Lord Spinnekop studied in Gammon for a time and the accent has stuck with him ever since. Despite his manners, he isn’t too pleased to have his snack stolen from under its nose. What’s he going to dunk in his tea cup now? So he’ll try to trap the Heroes once more with his SILK THREADS, please and thank you. His threads will wrap around you in patterns that bind and appeal to the senses. “Ooh, could you do that again? It makes my spinneret tingle!” For some reason, LIGHTNING MAGIC doesn’t work against the monstrous spider. But continue to refuse him and he’ll splash piping hot Gammonian Breakfast tea at your face… or shirt. Let’s hope you didn’t wear something thin and white. As the battle goes on, he’ll crawl from corner to corner, and soon, you’ll notice a method to his madness: he’s been weaving a HUGE, STICKY WEB for you all! “No, no, you’ve got it all wrong. I’ll wash you down—after I chew and swallow!” Heroes he likes, he’ll trap in his web and eat. Heroes he doesn’t? He’ll toss them in a giant KETTLE of water he’s been boiling in the kitchen! How does Heroic tea sound? However, chatting with the spider (and boy, does he love to chat) will reveal that despite growing up in the lowlands of Petrosian and living in rainy Gammon, he detests water. WATER MAGIC might just wash the spider out! DROPS: Fancy Tea Set, Top Hat, Monocle, Gentleman’s Gloves, Silk Threads

You’ve had it with this @#$%ing spider in this @#%$ing haunted house! Goodbye and good riddance. The doors upstairs seem to lead to nowhere so you’ll have to climb through the open hatch in the ceiling to exit. On the roof, you can finally survey the entire dungeon, but don’t linger for too long. Otherwise, you’ll be compelled to jump off the roof!

Hope you’re not afraid of heights, because the only way to advance to the tunnel of love is by jumping from roof to roof.


FOUR ♙
Finally, the infamous tunnel of love rests before you in all its glittery, pink glory. Rose petals coat the sign and flower chains hang from the tunnel ceiling. Echoes of sensual moans can be heard from the outside, but there’s no turning back. Once you’ve secured yourself a swan boat, you’re in for quite the joyride. The dulcet tones of a romantic serenade give you something else to focus on other than the disturbingly intimate shadows on the walls, but even the music stops every now and then to amplify the voices further in.

Then all of a sudden, the water of the tunnel starts flowing in the other direction. Due to the shape of the boat, Heroes get doused in cold water, and that’s the least of your problems. More Steuns will come out of the woodwork and take potshots at the Heroes with their guns. Talk about wet and wild! The tunnel’s heart-shaped props might also come to life and attempt to drown Heroes. Why not? It’s not like couples ever want to leave.

After several merry minutes, the water will be drained out completely. Who doesn’t enjoy being stranded in the middle of enemy territory? As you walk down the tunnel, there’s a point that diverges into several paths. Following the path that smells like roses will appear to put you on the right track, but leads to a dead end. Looking around, you’ll find a raised, heart-shaped platform with graffiti that says, NOW DO IT! ❤

That’s awfully specific. Considering where you are, you probably meet the riddle with mild surprise. Maybe if you try to kiss someone, you’ll be able to advance! But actually, if you wait long enough, a simple hug might yet suffice.

Once the riddle has been satisfied, the wall opens to reveal the inside of a circus tent. Vacant bleachers surround the stage, and though they are empty, deafening cheers seem to come from people filling the seats. Without warning, all the lights go out, save for a single spotlight...

BOSS ♟ Y. U. Lyon the Spelleider and his Circus
Weak against None	Strong against Fire	Immune to Dark, Status Effects
“Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls! Welcome to the best show in the world! I’ve travelled the seven seas, so I should know.” An outstanding and prolific RINGMASTER who recently fell out of the limelight. After some soul searching, Ser Lyon’s back with a bigger and better show that’ll knock everyone’s socks off! Eat your heart out, Cirque du Etoile. As the leader of this circus, he has the fully loyalty of his performers—and pets. With a crack of his whip, he summons large, maned LIONS that growl as they bare their sharp, white fangs. They attack the Heroes on his orders. Don’t let the large felines jump through those flaming hoops, as these will ENGULF THEM IN FIRE, too! Use WATER to put the flames out. ”Such teamwork… Geluk and I were the same. Why am I thinking about him at a time like this? For our next act…!” Should you defeat his precious lions, he will send out his beloved CIRCUS PERFORMERS: acrobats that can kick your butt, contortionists that can bend themselves twice over as they lock you in a CHOKEHOLD, unicycle-riding jugglers waiting for the right moment to toss you a KNIFE or MOLOTOV COCKTAIL, and tightrope walkers ready to DROP DEADLY SPEARS onto unsuspecting Heroes. You might even get tackled by the occasional cannonball man and GET LAUNCHED OUT OF THE TENT with him! Circus performers of all kinds will try to steal the show, and your imagination’s the limit. Unlike the ringmaster, these people are WEAK TO STATUS EFFECTS. ”He told me to meet him during the Festivale de la Ceinturonne, but I had a show that night. I couldn’t abandon my circus! That was years ago… I haven’t heard from him since. I wonder what would have happened… if I had gone to see him… If I had gone to see him…!” Although his stars are gone, the show must go on. As the drum rolls, the lone Ser Lyon reaches inside his mouth to pull out a sharp SWORD with a flourish. How long has that been in there? Not important. Forget about admiring his top-notch swordsmanship, too—he’s here to kill! Even as you keep your distance, you can’t escape him when he strikes you with his WHIP and singes your skin with his FIRE-BREATHING SKILLS. From time to time, he pulls MAGICAL BIRDS out of his coat to distract Heroes. They will disappear the moment you strike them. ”Bravo, bravo. The circus is my life, but… your teamwork has reminded me of something far more important. Still… we put on a good show, didn’t we?” Before his last breath, he pulls a lovespur out of thin air. It was his closest friend’s favorite magic trick. A DUNGEON CORE rises from his chest, and he ends the show with an elegant bow and a smile. DROPS: Ringmaster Staff, Ringmaster Coat, Lion Mane, Juggling Balls, Sword, Hoop, Balance Pole, Torches

Once Y. U. Lyon the Spelleider and his lackeys have been defeated, the phantom cheering cuts off. The bleachers are suddenly occupied by the missing Petrosians, exhausted and confused as to how they ended up here. The dungeon magic appears to have compelled them to act the way they did. Reassure them, help them down from the bleachers and make absolutely sure you leave no one behind.

Soon, the carnival gates open. The show is over and it’s time for everyone to go home.


FIVE ♙
Once you step out of the gates, there’s a flash of light and a final pop of confetti. The next time you blink, you’ll find yourself in a campsite. It seems like Ryder kept his word and set up a rest stop for everyone exiting the dungeon. You’re back in one piece and the area seems to be back to normal as well. Relieved murmurs spring up from the rescued Petrosians who are quick to thank the Heroes profusely before they are whisked away by Blanc’s medics for a check-up.

Verdoni Good work, Heroes. What you do with the dungeon cores is your business alone, but all efforts to assist us in assessing them will be appreciated. That includes providing us with said dungeon cores, of course. I will report our findings as soon as we can. Thank you.

As he leaves, he catches the sight of Ryder and clicks his tongue. That Gammonian is making good use of his human footrest again. Some things never change.

Now that Heroes have left the dungeon, they are free to do whatever they want to. Rest in the tents? Fill your rumbling tummies? Treat injuries? It’s up to them!

Comments

[sommer]

Fire?!

[ Anna was never the sort to just stand back and let others do the fighting for her, so while she thinks of how she can contribute, Yew's suggestion reminds her to try something that she's been told she could do. ]

--Oh! Fire, fire!! Oh, umm... okay-okay. I got this. Hhhaaaaaaaa...

[ Anna concentrates really hard to perform a basic fire spell, and while at first it seems like it's not really working, she eventually manages to fire off a weak ball of flame. It's not strong enough to travel far, and it just barely misses Yew (LMAO SORRY) but luckily connects with a Wicht.

Success!! ]

[redsea]

[ Meanwhile, Kougyoku's too busy with her own Wicht to cheer Anna on. A tough, enchanted wood clashes with steel, but forgetting herself, Kougyoku makes the mistake of thrusting her blade into the puppet's chest. While she was prepared for blood and guts, it doesn't seem like they'll be making an appearance...

As she tries to pull the sword out, the Wicht moves along with it. ]

No good—

[ She's not pulling an Excalibur anytime soon. But if her spells are weak right now, the least she can do is improvise. Pulling turns into pushing, and as she charges at Yew's Wicht, she gives him a warning: ]

Out of the way!

[ If all goes well, they'll be crashing into a nearby stall: Wicht, princess and all. ]

[geneolgian]

Waugh!

[ Yew half backsteps, half-twirls to narrowly avoid Anna's fireball ('atta girl...?!?!?) and Kougyoku's charging in rapid succession; he almost loses his balance doing so but thankfully does not. He does let out a yelp once he realizes what Kougyoku's doing. The Wicht he was facing was also on fire too, thanks to Anna's fire spell...

...Well, if she's going to attempt to kebab/forcefully gather multiple Wichts and crash in the same place...and one's already on fire...and fire spreads quite easily when in contact with dry wood (enchanted, demonically possessed wood is still wood)...

He trusts that Kougyoku knows when to bail. ]

Think we can somehow round them up and get a bigger fire going?!

[ It's just an idea he's throwing out there as he also lunges at another Wicht. The stalls will probably catch fire too, but he'll...he'll save some mana for water magic or something. ]

[sommer]

[ Anna can't believe that spell worked!! She's on a combat high already, this is the coolest! If Elsa could only see her! ]

Nonsense, I'll just make more fire now!

[ Anna switches into casting stance once again, but her attempts at creating more fireballs yield zero results. She flails her arms around, trying different poses and ways to cast the same spell again, but still nothing.

Ah, the small mana pool life. ]

...Huh?!? It's not working! Hang on, let me just-- I'll try again, be quiet, Yew. [ WHY JUST YEW ]

[redsea]

[ Well, Kougyoku has two Wichts pinned to one stall. The bad news there are probably like, five or six total. And one is on her shoulders, trying to claw at her hair.

You do not touch the hair. ]

Why you— Ugh, stop! I SAID STOP! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! [ who needs to be quiet again

A demon seems to awaken within her, too, with the way she kicks and pushes her sword out and throws herself into the next stall over to get rid of the pesky puppet. All for the sake of perfect locks.

At least the other two Wichts are on fire? ]

[geneolgian]

Why only me!? I didn't even say anything! ...And I think you're out of mana already.

[ BEING PAWN IS SUFFERING. WHY ARE THEY ALL YELLING NOW THO oh well looks like Kougyoku's...snapped??? Note to self, do not piss off redhead princesses. Do not mess with their hair (not that he was planning to, ever, in the first place).

After he successfully skewers and then uses his right leg to push/punt another Wicht into the now-burning Wicht pile(???), he passes a glance over to where Kougyoku's flailing and happily(???) throwing herself into stalls for the sake of perfect locks. ]

A-Are you okay!?

[ SHE'S THROWING HERSELF INTO STALLS??? ]

[sommer]

Kougyoku!! You got it, keep it up!

[ Somehow it's working, too??? Meanwhile Anna just quietly reminds Yew: ] -- Hey, don't touch her hair, okay? I think she's sensitive about that...

[redsea]

Get it off, get it off!

[ But as this goes on, she doesn't seem as mad as she does upset. If anything, she just hates that a monster child is ruining her weave. ]

Yew, do something! Anna, duck!

[ ...

Seriously, one of the remaining Wichts has a wooden duck from the shooting gallery. ]

[geneolgian]

[ He whispers back to Anna: ]

Got it.

[ And to Kougyoku struggling with soon-to-be no good very bad hair day if they don't do something soon: ]

Hang on!

[ True to his word, he rushes over there to where Kougyoku's flailing (at least she seems okay...? More distressed than mad or hurt, at least.), and quickly slashes at the Wicht's hands, angling his blade so that the movement doesn't harm any precious hairs on her head (if he did, he has a feeling that the consequence would hurt more than the attacks from the actual Wicht). He has to use some of the momentum from his running to give his blade the extra force needed to sever the Wicht's hands from its arms, given that he doesn't have as much muscle mass as some of his friends do, but once he does, it should be smooth...er sailing for Kougyoku. The wooden claws are still gripped in her hair, but maybe those can be combed...out...? ]

[sommer]

[ Anna immediately ducks at the command, but when she looks up to see the Wicht actually aiming to throw a wooden duck at her, she gets flustered at her blunder and picks up a broken log of wood. It was likely part of a fence that got broken with all the fighting that's been going on here. ]

It's not nice to THROW DUCKS!!!

[ As the wooden duck flies Anna's way, she parries it with a swing of her wooden log, sending it flying back at the Wicht and knocking it out.

S T R I K E. ]

Are you guys okay?!

[redsea]

My hair is heavy.

[ Yew may have saved her from a worse hair day, but Kougyoku doesn't look very pleased. Two hands are grabbing her hair loops and weighing her head down. Her roots hurt!? DON'T LAUGH. ]

But it's fine. I was too busy panicking that I'd forgotten my new skills. [ With a sigh, she wedges her sword into one of the wooden hands stuck in her hair loops. ] Vainel Insahr.

[ The area surrounding the small cut melts into clear water, letting go of her hair and dropping to the ground. She does the same to the other hand. FREEDOM. ]

[geneolgian]

[ She...was too busy panicking...well, okay, it happens to the best of them. At least she gets to wash her hair too. ]

We're fine.

[ Body count: 3 Wichts burning in a pile, 1 Anna-KO'd Wicht, 1 hands-less Wicht which he'll just promptly finish off with a small fireball of his own. ]

I...think that's the last of them.

[ Go team??? ]

[sommer]

I guess they won't be offering us any more chocolate from now on, huh...

[ Bad jokes aside, Anna discards her giant log of wood by throwing it behind her. It travels a little further than she measured and ends up hitting a glass window. The strange thing, however, is when it shatters that it's the only thing the group hears aside from a few scattered crows.

Shouldn't there be more noise at a place like this? It's as if they're alone, and yet, things seemed way more vibrant when they first entered. ]

That's creepy. We should move on.

[redsea]

[GO... TEAM...

She's been in dungeons before, but never one like this. What would Judar say if he saw her fight just now. She needs to be vigilant. After a pat of her cheeks, she faces the group once more. Needless to say, the mention of sticky sweets improve her mood.]

Yeah. [She sheathes her sword to clap her hands. Idea!] We can buy chocolate later! I hear they give rewards to those who turn their mana cores in. I think I'll take a nice long private bath after this. Ooh, then I can go shopping!

What would you do with the money?

[She asks as she picks up a box from one of the defeated Wichts. There seems to be a piece of paper inside...]

[geneolgian]

Me? I'd...save it, I guess. A pg saved is a pg earned...

[ no fun allowed.jpg

jk, he's got something he has his eyes on too ]

...But not before splurging on that set of novels I saw in a bookshop the other day. I read the first one in the series and I couldn't put it down!

[ ..............He's a nerd.............. ]

[sommer]

So what's in the box?

[ Sorry, Yew, your nerdgasm was met with zero enthusiasm. ]

[redsea]

Well, it looks like a map!

[She unfolds it with the opposite amount of energy she seems to meet Yew's nerdery with.]

Ooh... I didn't think the dungeon was this big.

[geneolgian]

[ .................thanks, princesses.................

His energy kind of visibly deflates as he peers in a little closer to see the map (which, honestly, he's curious about, so it all works out). ]

Yes...it's quite large. And the map itself is very detailed.

[ He points to the painted red heart over the tunnel of love. ]

Is that where the missing people are being kept?

[sommer]

Well, they say that "love conquers everything"...

[ Nobody said that and it has nothing to do with this at all. ]

But I think more of it as an open door! Or... a tunnel in this case... a tunnel that... we should check out! I mean, we'd be remiss if we don't.

[redsea]

There's something fishy about this. Dungeons in my world rarely point out where we must go. I'm not against going there, but we should keep our guard up.

[Juuust gonna give the map to Yew now because he's the most responsible of the three.]

[geneolgian]

[ He nods, and takes the map. ]

You're both right. It's our only lead for now, but that's no reason to get careless. We have to get through the game stalls and the...haunted house first. Let's be on our guard while we're on the way.

[ And with that, he folds up the map and stuffs it in his small bag, which is already carrying his diary along with some miscellany. ]