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[Tomcost]

-Oh, well, if you are so afraid of going upstairs by yourself, I shall go.

Peek outside in a really childish and cowardly way

[Xanmyral]

"...Mage Evelyn? What in the world happened to you?" The desk said in a bit of a shock, before regaining a sense to ask things Evelyn could actually answer readily. "Right, hm. Once for yes, twice for no, thrice for maybe, and four for unknown," the desk ran through the tap rules again, although mostly for his sake.

"Do you know what changed you so?"
[If she says yes] "Was the reason--just simply tap once if I hit it--demonic, arcane, divine, other?"
"Do you wish to be changed back?"
[If she says yes] "Can you be changed back?"
"Has the change harmed you?"

[Harry Baldman]

In the streets of Shriekpot...

Niklas recalls why it is that he requires those schmucks back on the ship - they can do things for him if sufficiently prodded. After remarking on this lapse in judgment, he returns to the ship, which is not too far away. Right now it looks like Morton is engaging in diplomatic communication with a four-legged magic pumpkin.

"...Mage Evelyn? What in the world happened to you?... Right, hm. Once for yes, twice for no, thrice for maybe, and four for unknown. Do you know what changed you so?"

Evelyn taps once.

"Was the reason--just simply tap once if I hit it--demonic-"

One tap.

"Do you wish to be changed back?"

Two taps.

"Has the change harmed you?"

Once again, the pumpkin taps twice. Scott, who is currently staring at the mysteriously transformed mage and the happenings revolving around her, has his regular dose of thoughts to dispense.

"I swear... if the Artist turns into a damn object d'art I am just going to walk away."

"He can't do the same thing she did. Not very safe for him."

As the people on deck speak, a head pokes out from the hatch leading downstairs. Its eyes are covered by a single reddish-purple hand, its fingers parting to reveal a pair of eyes that unquestionably belong to Sigmund. However, this maneuver has proven to be most unproductive, as the sight he sees when he looks only serves to confuse him more.

[Tomcost]

Sigmund whispered if someone could hear him:

-Psst, a-are you still alive? Is the thing dangerous?

[Innsmothe]

We haven't been alive for years you dolt. Come out before someone sees you cowering like a half drowned cat.
Scott scans the dockyard.

[Tomcost]

-Let me rephrase the question: are you still undead? I'm not going out until I know that I won't be in danger. And, frankly, you are not exactly the ideal folk who knows where lies danger.

[Xantalos]

Trundle past the pumpkin and take up people's attention again.

[Xanmyral]

[Hm... Wasn't it Evelyn who did the brain surgery to Scott? She changed rather quickly, and promptly. Totally not suspicious that this may not actually be Evelyn. Nope. Nor would I suggest we get Art to check if it's legit.

...Then again, our diviner did seem to okay it, but, well, she strikes me as the type who would withhold information if it benefited her somehow. Such as death. But that does draw into question if, due to how she was bound, if such is a possibility. Purposely not acting on information that can save ones self or another would probably draw its effects, but what about purposely not divining, thus simply being willfully ignorant of the entire thing?

Bah, conjecture.]

"Hm... Oh, good tailor Craig must have sent you through the Fabulous realm." The desk snapped, thinking he's discovered the reasoning for Evelyn's change.

"I'm happy you are content with your form, as I'm afraid it may be hard to change if a demon had prompted the action. I'm also terribly sorry for our behavior prior, it's a bit like screaming plague in a theater, and we're rather jumpy lately it seems." The desk attempted to apologize, before noticing Niklas.

"Oh, chef Niklas. Weren't you..." The desk then remembered that the chair had squeaked off the ship. Oh, right. Possible deathly peril does seem to make one overlook oddities like that. He resumed his sunny tone. "Glad to see you rejoin us, chef Niklas. And that you're alive! I truly feared the worse when I first found you in that molten crater, it was utterly dreadful. Hm... I don't believe you can actually hear me, can you?" The desk fell silent at his too-late realization.

[Xantalos]

The chair clattered around a bit while waiting for something to happen. It seems Niklas can't hear anything.

[Tomcost]

Having heard Morton's speech, Sigmund will go to the cargo hold and tell everyone:

-It seems that that thing is actually Evelyn, which has gone through the same place as most of us.

[miauw62]

"Are you sure?"

[Tomcost]

-Judging by how everyone is more relaxed now up there, they are sure. I'm not really sure, but at least the thing doesn't seem to be going to explode.

[miauw62]

Go upstairs, carefully.

[Tomcost]

Help Kevin go upstairs

[Harry Baldman]

On the deck of the Second Shank...

After making it clear in no uncertain terms that Sigmund is a silly bugger like no other, Scott returns to his originally-planned activity of looking around the docks for ruffians and conspirators to rough up and mutilate in the name of security.

Sadly, though, nobody appears to be giving the ship any sidelong glances or conspiratorial looks that Scott can see, and he's looked around rather extensively. There was a little girl walking down the docks that stopped for a second or two and looked at all the funny weird people, but then she giggled and left just as quickly.

During this time, Niklas, who has no patience for this sort of foolishness with walking pumpkins, just walks past the thing and noisily presents himself to the assembled public. The only one to even notice is Morton, and even that is in a hardly urgent fashion.

"Hm... Oh, good tailor Craig must have sent you through the Fabulous Realm. I'm happy you are content with your form, as I'm afraid it may be hard to change if a demon had prompted the action. I'm also terribly sorry for our behavior prior, it's a bit like screaming plague in a theater, and we're rather jumpy lately it seems," the desk tells the pumpkin, which responds by tapping once, then stepping over to the mast and tapping against that for a moment. Morton then turns to Niklas.

"Oh, chef Niklas. Weren't you... glad to see you rejoin us, chef Niklas. And that you're alive! I truly feared the worse when I first found you in that molten crater, it was utterly dreadful. Hm... I don't believe you can actually hear me, can you?"

Niklas merely clatters.

"Looks like everyone's calming down at last. Shame. It was so entertaining watching you all running scared, if I may say so myself."

Just then, Sigmund returns for real, dragging Kevin behind him while glancing about for ambushes, garlic and hidden explosives. Soon after, Erin emerges as well, looking a bit less nervous yet a lot more confused.