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CF | > |
CF | > X PYRAMID |
CF | |
CF | The pyramid's slopes are interrupted by deep gaps, as if huge pieces |
CF | had been hacked away. |
CF | |
CF | > |
keltena says (to ClubFloyd), "n" |
CF ] Palace |
CF | > |
CF | > N |
CF | |
CF | |
CF | Palace |
CF | The remains of a lavish throne room lie in the shadow of the black |
CF | pyramid. |
CF | |
CF | Two mummies and their embalmed cat recline on crumbling couches. |
CF | Ghostly green flames dance in a shallow pit before you; beyond, on a |
CF | sandstone throne, sits a toucan, very much alive and unmummified. |
CF | |
CF | "What on earth is a living human girl doing here?" asks one mummy. |
CF | |
CF | "There's no need to be rude," says the other. She rises slowly to |
CF | greet you. "Welcome, little alive human girl. I am Nenut, and this is |
CF | Penenq—and that's Sanit," she says, of the cat sniffing at your feet. |
CF | "The gentleman in the throne is my husband, Djereth, the King of |
CF | Mummies. But he's not himself today." |
CF | |
CF | "It is a pleasure to meet all of you," you reply. "My name is |
CF | Ebenezabeth. I think I can help." |
CF | |
CF | > Lancelot says, "I guess thats a hint" |
Lancelot says, "ahhh" |
Lancelot says, "yep thrones are health risks" |
keltena says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to toucan" |
CF ] Palace |
CF | > |
CF | > TALK TO TOUCAN |
CF | |
CF | "I will do my best to help, Your Majesty," you say to the toucan. |
CF | |
CF | > |
keltena says (to ClubFloyd), "x him" |
CF ] Palace |
CF | > |
CF | > X HIM |
CF | |
CF | His bright blue eyes and bright orange beak make the King of Mummies |
CF | seem very out of place, and he hops back and forth on his throne with |
CF | an energy that doesn't at all become a mummy. |
CF | |
CF | The toucan chirps. |
CF | |
CF | > |
keltena says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to sanit" |
CF ] Palace |
CF | > |
CF | > TALK TO SANIT |
CF | |
CF | "What a handsome cat you are, Sanit!" you exclaim—although there |
CF | isn't |
CF | much left of him to base this impression on. |
CF | |
CF | > |
keltena says (to ClubFloyd), "pet him" |
CF ] Palace |
CF | > |
CF | > PET HIM |
CF | |
CF | You pet Sanit carefully, trying hard not to disturb his wrappings. |
CF | |
CF | > keltena says, "Passes the Can You Pet the Cat test!" |
Lancelot says, "yep" |
keltena says (to ClubFloyd), "play dead" |
CF ] Palace |
CF | > |
CF | > PLAY DEAD |
CF | |
CF | You blow the notes "DEAD" from the magic whistle. The toucan stops |
CF | hopping about, transfixed by the melody. |
CF | |
CF | Then the bird seems to wither away before your eyes, and wrinkled |
CF | linen wraps around its form—which grows, even as it wastes |
CF | away—into |
CF | the shape of a man. A shriveled mummy man. |
CF | |
CF | Nenut and Penenq rise to assist him, but Djereth waves them away. He |
CF | walks up to you. |
CF | |
CF | "It is rare for anything to happen on this dead planet—anything at |
CF | all," he says. "I find myself feeling a bit grateful to have suffered |
CF | this strange inconvenience. But I am more grateful to you, little |
CF | alive girl, for breaking the spell and restoring my proper form." He |
CF | puts a cold hand on your shoulder. |
CF | |
CF | "It is my honor, Your Majesty," you answer, and he resumes his throne. |
CF | |
CF | > Lancelot exclaims, "score!" |
DavidW says, "got it in one!" |
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