the-dump

What I-"

"I sai-"

Hey

Doesn’t sleight of hand allow for picking of locks

That's disable device

fuck

Welp

Uh

"You f-"

"SWING-"

Ok

I’ll swing?

Not sure how this will help

Where to?

Uh

The psychic is reaching out for you.

I guess I’ll reach for him?

So swinging towards him?

Yeah

Okay, the two of you start swinging left to right.

Ghoul: "Pitiful isn't it?"

Ghoul: "What is a man who can't face his own death in the eyes?"

He attempts to match your rhythm

/r d20

@Gent: d20 = (12) = 12

Alright, the two of you are swinging closer and closer.

oh boy

"Yes! There we-"

Your two cages clang together. The psychic reaches through the bars to latch onto your cage's bars.

Ghoul: "Misery loves company, I suppose."

I’ll do the same

Psychic: "Thatta boy! Now here."

He lets go of your side. Lifting up his shirt, he reaches into his rib cage. It seems that the psychic used an illusion magic to meld various items onto his own body.

what the fuck

He sticks a knife in your leg pocket.

Psychic: "Alright, what've you got?"

/r d20 # fire and me co0op stellaris without porygon

@Phijkchu_Dialga: d20 fire and me co0op stellaris without porygon = (5) = 5

He also appears to have collected various other items. One is a trinket from the fey you kicked him, another is the arrow that was shot at him.

"The fools just keep giving me goodies!"

“I’ve got nothin, but I can summon a few monsters”

"You-....nothing? Alright alright, I get it. Now, what've you got?"

Psychic: "Cmon, no time for jokes. I know you got something off these dim-wits we've been dealing with."

“I wasn’t really trying to take anything”

"You...you're fucking kidding me."

“To be fair, you DID have to get hit for most of your items”

"Life is full of trade-offs, friend. If you never take any hits, you never get anywhere."

"You seem awfully content with just letting yourself be, allowing the world to move around you. Excuse me for believing you had a purpose behind it all."

fucking