King's Mulligan [Interactive Project]

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Tiles: The page gain would be good in the long run. Feel that with my inventory thin I burn through them quite fast.

Tiles: The freeze feature is the defining element of the lance as well, If you could that’d mean a lot…. 

Tiles: Booster shot would help me throw support options in as well and the Demi-Parry would round out my kit. 

Tiles: The latter two functions are quite new actually, never seen a crown lance with them built in.



Crème: The booster shot is a trademark of my own smithing, plenty of those who work in enchanted arms tend to have unique options such as those. 

Crème: A weapon that’s found itself in the hands of many craftsmen is worth the entire armory of the king. 

Tiles: Mm… I’ve heard legends about these masterpieces as some call them. My mentor had one along those lines.. 

Tiles: You really could do such a task?

Crème: It’d take 20 pieces but if you’re willing.

Tiles: Easy. 15 plus the ability to easily get more should be plenty for the job. 

Crème: If you’re confident then I’ll get to it right away. Now may I?

She holds out her arms.

You hesitantly hand her over the lance. 



She gets to work immediately, unflinching in the face of sparks and flame.

You can’t say you expected her to be the type.

You occasionally look away as she pounds her tools against the cast of metal. It’s a little hard to watch someone handle something so personal to you. 

The simplistic design being chipped at until it forms a certain elegance in its shell... it’s so different from the shattered husk you held not too long ago. 




Tempered to perfection and allowed to cool, Crème presents you with the final product. 

Crème: Give it a good swing! Just…

She takes a step back to give you space.

Crème: Don’t break anything if you can!

With a motion or two you get a good feeling for it and…

The weight is perfect. You feel whole again in the moment. 

You can’t help but get watery eyed a bit. After weeks of being alone on the streets and having your last remnants of your family destroyed in front of you…

You have something familiar again. 



You pull her in for a hug.

Crème: O-Oh?! Are you okay?

Tiles: Thank you… I needed that, I do think… is this okay?

Crème: Mm… It’s the least I can do for you helping me out. 

Crème: Speaking of…

Crème: We should get moving soon, lest we have to wait for another opportunity. Gather your party?

Tiles: Of course. 

The two of you make your way quickly toward the other room. 



Gallows: I could tell someone had an emotional moment in the other room, is everything alright?

Tiles: Mm… I’m set. 

Crème: I should’ve asked but do you two need anything for the job?

Courier: I think I’m good personally. Gally?

Gallows: Gonna go ahead and talk to Motley out there, see if she’s good for a quick hit job. 

Gallows: Mot, if the coast is clear you mind coming in for a sec?



Motley hops in after a quick scan of the area, doing a little flourish for style points.

Motley: What can I do for you?

Gallows: Got a hit in the area, one that'd be pretty disruptive to the old king's folks. 

Gallows: You got time for that?

Motley: Hm...I did have plans tonight with the gang, but...

Motley: They never say no to a good crown-thrashing.

Gallows: We can be quick about it, we got places to go too.

Motley: Give me a second to give them a buzz!

The wizard makes an overly exaggerated gesture with her hand, conjuring a strange, fleshy orb- with a mouth and ear attached. As Mot talks, the ear listens- and another voice comes out the mouth.

Motley: Benji? You there?

Benji: Everything okay, boss?

Motley: I got wrapped up in some other business, crown stuff.

Motley: You guys gonna be okay if I stick around?

Benji: We can handle stuff fine, Mot.

Benji: Say hi to Gally for us!

Motley: You got it. Be good!

She dismisses the orb, standing at attention.
Gallows: That's pretty handy, gotta get myself one of those.

Motley: I'll teach you how to make one sometime!

Motley: Gonna have to get down and dirty with some meat scraps, but...

Motley: I know you don't mind getting into messes!

Gallows: Never. So quick summary is our target is a pretty substantial financier in Crown circles.

He points over to Crème who gives a small wave. 

Gallows: This is her reflection, tired of her hubris and wants to replace her. Following so far?

Motley: So far so good.

Gallows: Her name is Crème, we gotta get the jump on her surface world counterpart and make sure she gets to land the killing blow. 

Gallows: Thinking that it should be an easy job with the bunch of us. 

Crème: I essentially need you folks to wear her down...  Whether it be through distraction or a successful pin, I need to be able to finish the job myself or it's all for nothing. 

Crème: I could reward you on the surface after for your assistance if you need incentive.

Motley: Hmm....

Motley: I'll do it...

Motley: In exchange for a nice dinner!

Crème: Simple enough, I'd be more than willing to prepare something for everyone. Anything you'd like in particular?

Motley: My gang likes a good meat dish or two. That work?

Crème: I'll do the best I can, thank you…

Motley: Then sign us up!

She bows dramatically, hamming it up as ever. 

Motley: Lead the way.

Crème: Mm.. I think we should split into two parties. One group will initiate the fight while the second will assist me in landing the finishing blow. The second group also has to be ready to give chase should the other me attempt to escape the fight.

Gallows: I'm personally good with taking any position. Courier?



Courier: Same really. Got a really good feeling about this job.

Courier: Big enough hit that Starman will forgive us I think.

Gallows: You got a preference, Motley?

Motley: Hmm...first group. 



She turns to face you, a coy smile on her face. 

Motley: Curious what our new friend here will pick, though.