Chapter 2: The Hope of the Earth

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[In the library, a new page has appeared in the book:]

Even the fearsome Lich was once human. They say he was a member of the forest tribe, a curious sort of people with a tradition of masking their faces. They only reveal themselves to their most intimate acquaintanes, you see. When he was a man, the Lich was in love with the prettiest,

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[in the Crypt cabin, Kuchiha is currently curled up on her bed. the beading of the sweat from...fever? probably doesn't bode well for her current condition.]

...ah, what's that?

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[aaaaarrgh. giving serious consideration to the following options:

1. kicking a ghost in the face.
2. exorcising a ghost.
3. giving up on the above for the moment and taking one last look (stupid creepy ghost who can't stop crying)]

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[thiiinking]

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One more look! That's all you're getting!

[storms out of the tomb and back into the first room.]

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[When you re-enter the room, Hintmog is dusting his corner with a curious-looking feather duster]

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[well, I have curious feather...huh. offering it to Hintmog.]

This yours?

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[The feather certainly matches! Hintmog looks at it and hands it back to you.]

That must have fallen off when I was dusting out that room, kupo! You can keep it.

[heirofthedog]

Huh...all right. [back into inventory sleeve it goes]

Say, do you know if there are any masks in here?

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[Hintmog scratches his chin as he thinks]

I found two masks in the tombs, but there were skeletons inside, kupo! I was so scared! The center one was empty except for that terracotta pot.

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Yeah, I found...

[waitaminute. examining the pot.]

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[The clay pot has the name "Chuck" scratched into its side. Chuck apparently grew too big for his home, as there are two root-shaped holes coming from the other side.]

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[huh. well, it's...worth a shot? picking it up and wandering back over to the litch.]

Oi, you big baby, what about this thing?

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[The Lich reaches out to the pot, grasping it firmly]

Ah! Yes! This is! Yes!

[it puts it on]

MY MASK!

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[dot. dot. dot.]

If you say so...

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I think I can pass on now, finally.

[heirofthedog]

Well, good for you. Uh...