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>Accept Brick's Quest
>A proper heroic mage does QUESTS
GRAGGLE: *Yes, no problem. I'll help you out!*
GRAGGLE: *Hopefully, I find my clothes first.*
LONE BRICK: Really?
LONE BRICK: I mean, thank ya, good buddy!
LONE BRICK: Ya've really put my soul at ease.
GRAGGLE: *Eh, it's what heroic mages do.*
GRAGGLE: *Though would you mind helping me out too?*
GRAGGLE: *In case I need to hit something?*
LONE BRICK: Buddy, Graggle, I got ya.
Brick will follow your COMMANDS as best as they can. They can hop, jump, and hurl themself at targets when requested. Brick currently has no special ABILITIES.
You feel soothed by gaining another object friend.
>A six-legged scavenger, and a group of three large and experienced enemy adventurers. We'll need to be wary of them.
>Maybe a six legged thing stole your gear.
That would make sense. You'll have some strong words to say to the scavenger if it did run off with your precious objects! How sad, to think they're all buried in the dirt around here.
The enemy adventurers are a different story... You have little combat experience. Being fresh and all. Mages aren't meant to be fighting at the front!
>for MAGI LOINCLOTH's sake, don't get an erection!!!!! unless its into that sort of thing.
>....also, why do wear a loincloth for, man? You are a reptile! Your body has in-built modesty.
AHHHHH! Considering your situation, you can't find yourself in the mood to suddenly pop a boner. That would be embarrassing... Though it is not unheard of for Objectspeakers to have intimate relationships with their objects. You vaguely recall how other mages will derogatorily refer to Objectspeakers as a masturbatory class.
Also, while your modesty may be built in, you are sensitive to your nakedness! You're vulnerable! Objectless! It is an Objectspeaker's worst fear and the height of humiliation. If they were not taken from you, then that would mean they left you! A sad and miserable fate that shows how friendless and lonely you are....
Ehem.
GRAGGLE: *Thank you for your service, Loincloth. You're a real one.*
GRAGGLE: *And I won't throw you away.*
MAGI LOINCLOTH: Aww. You're buttering me up.
MAGI LOINCLOTH: Heheh.
MAGI LOINCLOTH: I can do a lot more than hold on.
GRAGGLE: *I'm sure.*
EHEM...
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