Riven’s demand made Jalel chuckle. The silver-haired man shrugged indifferently, waving a hand about the room with a loud snort. “What is there to say? I cannot rember the specifics.”
It was a blatant lie. Riven didn’t know why this stranger would lie to them, but Jalel hadn’t even attempted to hide it. He just didn’t want to talk. Perhaps it was because he couldn’t? Perhaps not, but the feeling he was getting from the snobbish smirk on Jalel’s face made Riven consider him a liar.
Riven paused, imdiately shifting his posture and considering the man for a mont. Whoever this guy was, Riven really didn’t like him. “I see. Well, since you’re rather useless to us and haven’t wanted to share whatever is inside those bags after I saved your pathetic life, I’m done with you. You’ve insulted my minion nurous tis and told to leave her behind to die. We’re parting and going our separate ways; I wish you luck in getting back to wherever the fuck it was you ca from.”
The abrasive, even sowhat aggressive stance Riven took caught Jalel off guard—and it was obvious in his face despite the defensive glower he shot Riven’s way.
Jalel tapped his fingers along his shins, clearly not liking the idea of being left behind to fend for himself, then shrugged. “Fine. It won’t hurt to tell you what I know—what isn’t off-limits to tell you, anyways.”
Riven shot him a disgusted look and turned, reaching down for his few belongings and beginning to pack up. “Get fucked.”
Jalel’s face grew even paler as he realized that Riven was serious. “Wait…this dungeon can’t be traversed by just—”
“I said, get fucked. You’re on your own, and I’m sure you’ll do a fine job by yourself considering how I found you,” Riven cut him off with another glare. Hoisting his wooden staff up and nodding to Athela as the demon chittered a long-winded laugh, he nodded toward the bolted door of the tower’s top room. “Let’s go, Athela.”
begin with. Riven wanted to get out of this damnable place, and he wasn’t sure soone like Jalel would lead him out willingly if they knew he had a piece of original sin in his soul structure.
He cleared his throat. “That’s a story for another ti.”
“Yes, yes, now we talk about special price!” Kajit tossed the dagger over her shoulder, and it blipped out of existence, vanishing into thin air after a small portal of black swallowed it whole. “I take dagger now for my price, and then your price is next!”
Riven was beginning to get annoyed and crossed his arms, not so much threatened by the being in front of him but rather irritated by the way she’d just snagged the fancy dagger he’d been awarded. “So, to be clear, you’re residing in my soul now?”
“Yes, yes.”
“And you can’t harm ?”
The ghost paused, then shook her head. “No, no. I can harm but can’t eat soul. Complex death magic I explain another ti if special price is paid. I even teach you like student. I once a great witch before I die and go to hell! Even if you stupid ape with noodle arms, I still teach!”
She bead a brilliantly decrepit grin his way while wiggling her eyebrows. “Want to hear special price to take dagger back? I leave soul complex, and you learn death magic as Kajit’s student?!”
He stared her down for a ti, hands still clenched in frustration. Ugh. This was not going to be good, was it?
Riven slowly nodded. “Tell what this price you keep talking about is.”
Her smug look slowly turned upside down and into a frown. “You free Kajit’s sister’s soul from Tower of Fates before leaving hell.”
[New Quest Obtained: The Tower of Fates—Kajit, a phantom whose decaying corpse you happily stabbed a couple tis back in the day, now is asking for your help. The Tower of Fates, a spot in existence accessible from hell only by those with significant prophetic abilities, holds Kajit’s sister captive. She wants you to get her sister out before you leave the dungeon. Failing this quest will no doubt result in the loss of your newly acquired dagger, an incredibly angry spirit, and the loss of knowledge otherwise obtained concerning death magic. As so free advice from the administrator, I would highly recomnd you not decline trying, though…because otherwise you’re probably not going to make it out of this room alive.]
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