Episode 14: On the road again
Thank him for his generosity
ask for him to enchant the clothes we're already wearing
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"Who are you guys talking about? Vivec left. I don't mean to be rude, but I think I'm going to ignore the voices that don't seem to be grounded in my own particular reality.""I don't really understand what this CHIM thing some of you keep talking about, and Vivec mentioned it too...but Vivec made it sound like he was able to see a bunch of different realities all at once, and he kind of talked about how those different instances of him 'talked to each other.' I don't completely understand what he meant, but since you all are obviously a bunch of different voices and you're all talking to me...I'm wondering if maybe that's what Vivec was talking about. And since some of you are talking about things that are obviously not relevant, like advising me to talk to Vivec when he's not even here...I wonder if maybe each of you is the voice of 'me' from a different reality, each of which is a little bit different than the one I'm in. So those of you advising me to talk to Vivec...do you see him in your reality? Because in mine, he left. So I'm not going to talk to him."Try on the gauntlets
Touch one of the summoned gloves, think of how it's both real and not real, and imagine it changing into a different item.
Maybe say the word CHIM.
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"Well, ok. That I can do."Michael tentatively pokes a couple of the pieces of dedric gear. Nothing happens. He reaches for one of the gauntlets and picks it up in both hands.
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"Whoa, this is heavy."Putting it back on the ground, he positions both gauntlets palm up next to each other, and slides his hands into them, then clenches his fists and stands up. Then, with a bit of a swing, he rotates his hands up and holds both gauntleted fists in front of him, taking a moment to admire the craftsmanship and how the heavy links covering his fingers slide effortlessly over one another.
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"Ok, become lightweight leather that doesn't weigh so stupidly much. Become lightweight leather that doesn't weigh so much. Become lightweight leather that doesn't weigh so much."Michael stands there for a moment with face clenched, obviously thinking.
Nothing happens.
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"CHIM"Nothing happens.
Then he lets them slide off his hands and they fall to the ground with a *thunk*
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"Ok. Next?"Take the weapons and armor
Try dragging the sword as best we can to the nearest place that buys daedric swords, and then sell it
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"You guys do realize that the sword weighs 60 pounds, right?"Michael glances back at the Ordinators, still waiting. Then he shrugs and looks back to the sword and grabs it by the handle. It's easy enough to grab it by the handle and lift it off the ground, but with leverage working against him, he's completely unable to lift the far end. Thinking for a moment, he inverts his grip, and and pushes the handle up so that the blade is perpendicular to the ground with the tip still on the stone floor. Positioned this way, the flat of the pommel is about level with the lower end of his ribcage.
Then he grips with both hands, steps in close so that the flat of the blade rests against his chest, takes in a breath, sinks with his knees...then pushes, stands up and exhales all at once.
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"Yes! I got it off the ground."Not able to do much from this position, he then drops it back down, the tip visibly chipping a divot into the stone floor.
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"Hmm. I hope Vivec doesn't mind that I scuffed his floor. So, I can lift it. Actually, it's not the weight that's a problem so much as that it's just awkward. The thing's like four feet long. If I could just carry the weight on my hips or shoulders it wouldn't be a problem, but it's too big to fit in my backpack."Micheal gently sets the sword the rest of the way down and kneels down to inspect the damage to the floor. Looks like it made a half-inch deep gouge in the stone when it landed. Just how sharp is it? Michael delicately taps the edge of the blade a few times with a finger, then carefully runs his index finger across the blade.
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"Ouch!"New stat: Health 39/40Annoyed that his caution was insufficient, Michael squeezes his finger into his palm to stop the bleeding. It still stings, but fortunately it's a small cut. Good thing he didn't try to pick up it from both ends at once like a barbell. Might have lost some fingers.
leave this stuff.
Leave it.
I wouldn't bother with the Daedric equipment
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"...yeah, that seems like a really good idea. As easily as it cut me, even if I were to get it pommel-down into my bag with the rest sticking out a foot and a half over my head, the blade would probably end up sawing my pack in half from the motion of walking." let's see if we can get a word with Caius.
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"Wait, you want me to go to Balmora? Weren't we avoiding that town because that's where we guessed the PC went? Well...I guess it's not like there's much else to choose from. I can certainly head in that direction. Ok, Balmora it is."Michael abandons the 400+ pounds of daedric gear and asks the Ordinators to take him to Balmora. They briefly discuss the best route amongst themselves, then walk Michael to the Vivec mages guild. Seeing you walk back in, this time escorted by two Ordinators, the enchanting vendor, Janand Maulinie, bursts out into a fit of giggles.
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"Well, hello there. What happened to you? No, wait...let me guess, you accidentally opened the wrong chest, is that it?":
"Step aside, miss. Official business.":
"Of course. Don't let me stop you from taking that criminal scum where he belongs."Mihchael facepalms briefly, but the Ordinators don't say anything more. At least until the three of you arrive at the Vivec mage guild travel pad.
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"Travel service for three to Balmora. Official business."The guild guide nods, but says nothing as one of your two escorts steps up on the tap and is teleported away. You notice that while there's no obvious rush of air or sound of vacuum filling, there's a distinct change of smell after the transport. Michael steps up onto the pad next, and from one moment to the next is standing on a different pad.
Moments later, the other Ordinator arrives. They briefly look around, then one addresses you.
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"This is Balmora, muthsera. Do you require further assistance?":
"No, thank you. I think this will do. Thanks again."The ordinators nod respectfully, then ask the guide guide to transport them back to Vivec, which she does. You can tell that Ajira and the guide are both looking at you out of the corner of their eyes over your unusual arrival. They're clearly trying to be subtle about it, and failing.
What now?