Kat, in a bid absolutely devoid of things even vaguely approaching logic, tries to cast her skirt enchantment spell on her pants!
In a shocking turn, it does not work. Kat is appalled at the universe's inability to accept that pants really are just skirts for each leg that have gotten conjoined in an unfortunate accident, and feels understandably disappointed when said universe, presumably out of spite, adamantly refuses to accept that there is even a bit of sense in that statement.
Elizabeth, quite confident that her new chums can handle this even newer and even filthier chap just fine, goes on to find a hat. Fortunately, this proves simple - a rather sizable cap she presumes (based on a brief evaluation based on her extensive knowledge of old stereotypes) to be the property of either a trucker or somebody who likes or at least pretends to like Convoy a little too much for their own good seems to be at the mercy of the rather terrifying wind in one of the nearby industrial lots. She seizes it, intent on causing intense swankification.
[Elizabeth's affinity roll: 4+1]
The cap shifts and twists in her hands as she summons eldritch energies in its direction. It seems to flip in some unusual fashion, becoming very different in the process - for one, it is now made of high-quality leather, which, as Elizabeth supposes from the delicate fur inlay, is probably quite real aside from being magically conjured. In addition, it is probably quite a bit less lice and flea-infested now, not to mention completely pristine and not stained with anything other than the most delectable of fine nectars. Finally, it smells prominently and indefinably of luxury and opulence. All in all, it's much better than it used to be.
Larry, having prepared himself to become like a grizzled mindscape mariner, trawling the depths of untold magic, places his face in the book once again, prepared to obtain more power than one could possibly imagine.
[Larry's mind roll: 2+
2]
It is fortunate that he was indeed prepared, as the vast knowledge that attacks his mind is ferocious, almost incredible, a veritable torrent of possibly magical noise, and it is only through his expert ability that he manages to seize even a few bits of powerful knowledge!
1. Extremely Flammable Pineapple Shield
2. Cookie Barrier
ONE OF THESE AMAZING SPELLS CAN BE YOURS, MORTAL, FOR A PAYMENT OF BUT A FEW INDICATIVE WORDS!
, feeling that he has quite a plan here, refuses to give in just yet.
"Er... Yeah. I think. I'm fine. I just took too many beans man. I'm totally tripping.""Uhm... okay."Having cleverly deflected suspicion, he tries again, but with less failure! Hopefully!
[Halesey's affinity roll: 6-->4-1]
This time, he can feel the magic flow through him and out onto a nearby wall, not
extremely close to his companions. It's a bit... large, though. And it exerts quite the pull. And smells quite earthy.
[Larry's body roll: 1-->1-1+
1]
[Kat's body roll: 4+1+1]
[Halesey's body roll: 3+1]
[Dude's body roll: 2+1]
With the exception of Kat, who grabs a nearby drainpipe, all the people present are then swept off their feet by the vortex, with Larry getting almost instantly sucked into the thing before he can emit as much as a slightly frightened inarticulate exclamation. The dude does little better, also falling over and slowly getting pulled toward the vortex. Halesey is also on the verge of falling over, which he disguises as an opportune crouch to pick up a bean he may have lost.
"Agh! What's going on?" the fellow on the ground shouts to nobody in particular.
"What? I don't see anything," Halesey explains calmly.
"I don't think hallucinations work that way!""Why, what's happening?""I'm getting sucked into potato hell, that's what's happening!"Oh my, seems like quite the disturbed individual, Halesey thinks.
Larry, meanwhile, has little time to think. And little to see - just potatoes and infinite darkness all around him, he observes. This darkness presumably holds only more potatoes. Still, could be worse. At least there's air around here. And he can sort of see the mouth of the vortex from here - a few rays of light are consistently radiating toward him from not too far away.
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