[ Bruno nods! Yes! He can... he can... ah, well, he tries to turn to move for the door and finds his feet won't cooperate, much like his drawing wouldn't. Hm. ]
[ He goes to grab his sage's tome and flips through it quickly (and Bruno will get a nice little peek inside—now he knows every wizard has a page dedicated to themselves filled with notes!). When he's done, he holds up five fingers again. ]
I guess...my thumb for Yodarha, index for Syrlya, middle for&mdahs;oh, that's you. Never mind. Um, middle for Robin, ring for Solomon?
[ Bruno attempts to point out a specific finger but he finds that, too, is too close to discussing the culprit in question. Think, Bruno, think! How can he... hm... hmmm... oh! He knows! He holds up both hands. ]
Hang on.
[ And turns to cross Tatara's room, right over to his bed. From that, he strips a sheet from the bed. With that in hand, he gives it a dramatic swoosh as he drapes it across his shoulders much like... a cloak? ]
[ Curse Robin and Solomon for looking exactly the same! Get some individuality, you two! Uh, but anyway, Bruno shakes his head adamantly no, nope, not that one. ]
[ As much as he wants to yell "bingo" and give Tatara the good ol' fingerguns for getting it right, he can't. Acknowledging that it's Solomon is forbidden, alas. This means all he can do is hold very still and give him a faint smile. ]
Uh, well, I was prying into... something? That you already know about?
[ That feels vague enough to slip through the hex and what do you know? It does. That's some small relief. Solomon had mentioned he'd already told Tatara about where he was going, hence his next stop being Tatara's room. ]
[ Aaaagh, how does he even begin to get the rest of this across? ]
It's. It's a thing. You should know about it? [ He said he told Tatara! Didn't he? Was Solomon lying?! Ohhh, if he was, ughhh, whyyy?! ] It's a. Uh, it's.
[ Hang on, let him toss the sheet back onto the bed and trot over to the window. Just checking where the sun is. It's there, which means... ]
It's!
[ He turns and points in a specific direction. North! North! ]
[ All he knows is one in the South is a doctor and the rest... exist? Technically? Look, no one's even told him directly that some of them are back and just comatose. C'mon. ]
If anyone here bothered to write down their histories, maybe I would, but... I don't get it. That doesn't sound suspicious at all.
[ Since they're in Tatara's room, Tatara responds to that first comment by wordlessly reaching for a purple tome with gold designs and places it in Bruno's hands. It's the last sage's tome, and it's got all the things he could ever want to know about the previous wizards. That'll be something he can figure out later, though.
His words focus on the second part of that, though. ]
It doesn't. I think he spoke to a rep from the village at the ball, and he's been worried since.
[ Assuming Bruno can understand the book Tatara's handed over to him, he'll take it and page through it. Huh. ]
Hmm. [ As much as he wants to agree, that would require acknowledging the existence of Solomon, which he's already pushing the limit on as it is. ] Yeah. It's... strange.
[ That's it. That's all he can offer. Aghghghsdkhg. ]
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[ Well. Considering they don't know many other wizards besides themselves— ]
Could you take me to their room?
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...or not. Nope. No, can't do that.
[ Well, at least that wasn't in Spanish. ]
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Wow, whoever did this to you really doesn't want you telling anyone about them...
[ Who is petty enough to do that? He has no idea! ]
I'm guessing you won't be able to tell me what room they're in... How about the floor? [ He holds out his hand, palm towards Bruno, all fingers up. ]
With my thumb as the first floor and my pinky as the fifth, can you touch what floor they're on?
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That's a three, good buddy. ]
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[ He goes to grab his sage's tome and flips through it quickly (and Bruno will get a nice little peek inside—now he knows every wizard has a page dedicated to themselves filled with notes!). When he's done, he holds up five fingers again. ]
I guess...my thumb for Yodarha, index for Syrlya, middle for&mdahs;oh, that's you. Never mind. Um, middle for Robin, ring for Solomon?
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Hang on.
[ And turns to cross Tatara's room, right over to his bed. From that, he strips a sheet from the bed. With that in hand, he gives it a dramatic swoosh as he drapes it across his shoulders much like... a cloak? ]
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Hmm... He'd make a really good villain in a movie. But— ]
...Robin?
[ He doesn't seem to care Bruno's made a mess of his bed. ]
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Oh! [ Tatara brings a fist onto his open palm. He's seen someone else on that floor wear fashion like that before! ] Solomon! Uncle Solomon, right?
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Hmm... Solomon doesn't want Bruno talking about him? Weird. Tatara tilts his head, a little frown on his face. ]
So it is... Why did he do this to you?
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[ That feels vague enough to slip through the hex and what do you know? It does. That's some small relief. Solomon had mentioned he'd already told Tatara about where he was going, hence his next stop being Tatara's room. ]
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Er... Is it about...me? Him? Or...something about our situation?
[ The whole "oops you're wizards now" deal. ]
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I don't actually know...
[ He didn't get much from his prying besides this hex. Terrible trade-off. ]
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You don't know? Why he cursed you?
[ hello? ]
He didn't like what you were doing and just decided to keep you from talking about him?!
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It's. It's a thing. You should know about it? [ He said he told Tatara! Didn't he? Was Solomon lying?! Ohhh, if he was, ughhh, whyyy?! ] It's a. Uh, it's.
[ Hang on, let him toss the sheet back onto the bed and trot over to the window. Just checking where the sun is. It's there, which means... ]
It's!
[ He turns and points in a specific direction. North! North! ]
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His brow is furrowed and his lips are pointed in a comedic manner. It's what. It's what? He knows about it? Something...that way? What way is that?
... ]
In...the Northern Country...?
[ Hold on... Processing... ]
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[ Good job, Tatara. ]
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[ Give him a second...
His eyes snap open! ]
Oh, that's right! He's been spending time in Oz's village helping out.
[ He tilts his head. ] Is that why he cursed you?
[ lol and also lmao ]
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[ omfg ]
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[ lmao ]
Oz is one of the previous wizards. He's also the most powerful wizard in the world. I'm surprised you haven't heard of him yet.
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If anyone here bothered to write down their histories, maybe I would, but... I don't get it. That doesn't sound suspicious at all.
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His words focus on the second part of that, though. ]
It doesn't. I think he spoke to a rep from the village at the ball, and he's been worried since.
[ Tatara shrugs. ]
I don't know why he'd want to hide that from you.
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Hmm. [ As much as he wants to agree, that would require acknowledging the existence of Solomon, which he's already pushing the limit on as it is. ] Yeah. It's... strange.
[ That's it. That's all he can offer. Aghghghsdkhg. ]
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Tatara tilts his head, blinks, and then realizes the problem. ]
Oh, right. He doesn't want you talking about him.
[ Easy to forget! Oops. ]
Do you want me to go ask him for you?
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