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“Why, what’s going on?” Lockepicke says, leaning over Hauberk and attempting to slap him awake.
“I dunno, I’m losing my ability to hold the tower up.” Face on the Wall says with a yawn as pieces of the tower fall all around them.
Lockepicke wonders if it has anything to do with the parasite thing she killed. As she drags the stallion away she says, “Is there anything you can do to get away?”
Face on the Wall gives a sad smile and says, “I don’t think so, no, but thanks for trying.”
The mare drops the stallion and runs over to the Placard. Using her knife she pries the piece of the metal off the wall. She dodges falling debris as she returns to the stallion and continues to drag as fast as she can go. A few moments later the whole tower collapses upon itself with a massive boom. Even as far away as she is, the tower’s choking clouds of dust reach her and she coughs and shuts her eyes.
When everything goes silent again she opens them, revealing the tower as being nothing more than rubble and splintered wood. Lockepicke looks down at the placard and calls for Face on the Wall, but nothing happens. After a moment and a sigh, she puts the placard in her bag. It might not be worth much but she feels like she needs to hold onto it.
Hauberk comes to at this point, and after they exchange thanks for saving each other they search the ruins for any signs of Lucian. They find nothing. In fact, it’s suspicious how little they find. There are no dead demon bodies, no paintings, none of the broken wine bottles or plushies. It’s literally just stone and wood window frames and doors.
“Best be off then.” Hauberk says, scratching the back of his head, “Well, wherever Lucian is I hope he is alright. Poor sod…”
As they walk back to the town Lockepicke asks, “So what are you going to do now?”
“Why, what’s going on?” Lockepicke says, leaning over Hauberk and attempting to slap him awake.
“I dunno, I’m losing my ability to hold the tower up.” Face on the Wall says with a yawn as pieces of the tower fall all around them.
Lockepicke wonders if it has anything to do with the parasite thing she killed. As she drags the stallion away she says, “Is there anything you can do to get away?”
Face on the Wall gives a sad smile and says, “I don’t think so, no, but thanks for trying.”
The mare drops the stallion and runs over to the Placard. Using her knife she pries the piece of the metal off the wall. She dodges falling debris as she returns to the stallion and continues to drag as fast as she can go. A few moments later the whole tower collapses upon itself with a massive boom. Even as far away as she is, the tower’s choking clouds of dust reach her and she coughs and shuts her eyes.
When everything goes silent again she opens them, revealing the tower as being nothing more than rubble and splintered wood. Lockepicke looks down at the placard and calls for Face on the Wall, but nothing happens. After a moment and a sigh, she puts the placard in her bag. It might not be worth much but she feels like she needs to hold onto it.
Hauberk comes to at this point, and after they exchange thanks for saving each other they search the ruins for any signs of Lucian. They find nothing. In fact, it’s suspicious how little they find. There are no dead demon bodies, no paintings, none of the broken wine bottles or plushies. It’s literally just stone and wood window frames and doors.
“Best be off then.” Hauberk says, scratching the back of his head, “Well, wherever Lucian is I hope he is alright. Poor sod…”
As they walk back to the town Lockepicke asks, “So what are you going to do now?”
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