Chapter 58: If the artifact told you to touch my nose, I can only assume it’s scentient
Uh oh. Fabrisse realized he’d said something he shouldn’t have said.
He gawked at Lorvan and attempted telepathic screaming by wiggling his brow. How much do I tell him? How much do I tell him?! It did not seem to work.
Rolen leaned back in his chair and set his teacup down. He regarded Fabrisse with the expression of someone watching a cat slowly roll itself off a table and pretend it meant to do that. “The Eidralith told you?” he repeated. “That’s a new one.”
Fabrisse wilted slightly in his seat. “Um. Yes. Technically.”
“Well, you’re in luck, Kestovar. I happen to have one.” Rolen raised a brow, turning slightly to glance at Lorvan. “Did you know he was receiving divine instruction from within a pocket artifact?”
“I had suspicions,” Lorvan said dryly. “He was staring at walls with increasing intensity.”
Fabrisse flailed. “It’s not divine. It's just, uh—” Then Lorvan also appeared to telepathically scream at Fabrisse by wiggling his brow back. Fabrisse dared not say more.
“And what does touching my nose accomplish for you?” Rolen asked.
“Well, the Eidralith didn’t say why. It just said ‘touch the nose.’ I thought it’d be rude not to.”
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