Chapter 367: More Legendary Loot
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Chapter 367: More Legendary Loot
Four weary travelers stepped out of a gate to a hidden Fae Realm, completing their journey after a few detours. Rolly looked around smugly, "I told you it was a left turn at Albuquerque."
Ben glared at him, "I was doing fine until Route 66 crossed over itself. How can you stand at the corner of Route 66 and Route 66? That makes no sense!"
Rolly shrugged, "It was lucky I had my trusty stick with me."
Legendary Crook of the Pathfinder
This sturdy wooden walking staff may appear straight or with a crook at the end and be from three feet to seven feet in length. This has made it difficult for sages to track its ownership through the ages. It was certainly owned by Jean Baptiste Champagne, who led the first expedition north from the fledgling empire into the vast maple forest now ruled by the Priests of the Maple Leaf. More famously, it was held by Father Moses Malone, who led his army of battle pilgrims during the Peach Basket Rebellion, allowing his army to score victories after driving marches against the Lost Tribesmen from the Lake of Angels.
Its powers are known to include the following:
Pathfinding: While leading a flock or army from the front, difficult paths are made smooth and straight, allowing your flock to travel easy, returning to the original state after the last of your flock is passed. If heading to a specific, known destination, the staff will point towards it.
Light Hearts make for a Fast Journey: Increase the morale of your flock or army, and increase their movement speed by 50% for eight full hours, after which they must eat a full meal and rest for a night.
A Bridge over Troubled Waters: Twice a day, create a sturdy bridge over a body of water or other obstacle that endures for 8 hours. You may dismiss this bridge at any time.
Ben looked at the staff and then down at his own item. "I think you beat me this time."
Legendary Curry Comb of Destiny (+3 DEX)
Removes dirt and burs from your Chosen Mount, leaving them with a clean and shiny coat in only half the time.
Rolly pointed to Ozzy. "Could be worse. The Butcher got a cooking pot. Hmmm...or is that a Dutch oven. Maybe a cauldron?"
Ozzy was holding a battered and dented iron pot with a hinged lid, and three stubby legs to hold it above the coals of a hearth. "And that, my friends, is where you show your lack of knowledge of the fine art of charcuterie. Only the finest salumist can appreciate such a delicate and subtle magic item. And it even came with a cookbook."
MacDonald's Legendary Tripe Pot
This battered and rusty pot was created when a largely forgotten Scottish butcher, Angus 'Pig-grinder' MacDonald, made a deal with Cailleach, the one-eyed Hag-Witch. Angus was a miser who despised the wasting of entrails and guts by other pig and sheep farmers. He was especially fond of tripe soup and hated to see a good sheep stomach tossed to the hogs. Cailleach made him a iron cooking pot that would roam the village at night and gather the unused parts that other butchers and pig-slaughterers didn't use, wasting not a bit of meat. In return, Angus owed Cailleach his weight in haggis, (a snack she was quite fond of), each day on her birthday. Angus grew feebleminded in his old age, losing track of the days, and forgot one year to leave out a platter of chops for Cailleach. He was never seen again, becoming one last meal for the meat-hungry witch. The pot, bereft of its owner, has roamed slaughterhouses ever since, collecting the unused entrails and stomachs, always full but with room for more.Ñøv€l-B1n was the first platform to present this chapter.
The owner of this Tripe Pot can give it three commands:
Saying 'Waste not, want not.' will send the pot out to search the village, walking slowly on its stubby metal legs, seeking to fill itself to the brim. It will gather meat, guts, and unused scraps of all kinds thrown out by butchers and housewives. It is particularly fond of sheep stomachs and can smell one from a mile away.
Hoisting the pot by its handle and saying, 'Spill yer guts!' will pour out one hundredweight (8 stones) of offal and guts, never diminishing the bucket. If poured into a sausage grinder all hundred-weight will fit and slowly be used as casings or filler for the links. The bucket is heavy and burns 100 stamina each time it is used in this way, tiring its owner. The weight of the pot is always constant at two hundredweight. It reacts poorly to anyone but the owner touching it. Constantly packing the pot around will strengthen its owner, granting them +2 STR.
The third command is 'Make Soup'. The pot will waddle over to the nearest cookfire, settle over the coals, and begin bubbling as it produces fifty gallons of tasty Tripe Soup. There is enough soup to feed 200 hungry soldiers who will benefit from the nourishing meal, gaining a full belly and healing 500 points of wounds to each. The Tripe Pot is tired after this and will slowly simmer until the next morning, refusing to do anything else.
In later years, the Tripe Pot has become something of a snob, only accepting the finest entrails or offal to gorge itself on. Sausage made from the pot's entrails is tastier than normal and provides a complete and nourishing breakfast, blessing the eater with either +100 mana, stamina, or health for the rest of the day.
He flipped the lid of the pot shut and hung it from his belt by the wire handle. Then showed the others the cookbook that had appeared with it. "Looks like I've got some reading to do."
Recipes for Disaster, a Butcher's guide to Cooking
This old and tattered cookbook made of stitched vellum pages has been passed down from Butcher to Butcher over the centuries. None but the owner can read the horrible handwriting that describes the recipes within it. Hours of study will be needed to reveal each new page of instructions. The owner's recipes will be magically added to the back of the book.
"Oh, you have no idea how twisted the Fae can be. Don't ask about her shoe collection; you'll never look at chocolate cake the same way again."
"Not asking."
"Nope."
"Don't need to know."
Ozzy was thinking. "There may be a good market for that stuff. Players are weird. Don't toss it to the bank just yet; I have some ideas."
The conversation stopped as Ben's horse, Mudhead, came running up the stream, playfully splashing through the mud and the muck. True to his name, the horse was covered in mud with his mane full of willow twigs and infested with cockleburs from pushing through the bushes. He walked up to Ben, nudged him with his head, then whinnied loudly.
"Lucky you have that comb, isn't it, Ben?"
"Thank you for pointing that out, Rolly. Might as well clean him up; I can't ride him with his coat like that." He began using the curry comb on the horse. On the first stroke, the comb glowed, and so did Mudhead. The horse grew two hands taller, with powerful muscles and a long, flowing mane and tail. Still muddy, but certainly an improvement.
You have chosen the Majestic Horse, Mudhead, as your Chosen Mount!
Mudhead is now a Named creature, Level 16, and will increase his level automatically to match his rider.
Health: 10,000
Stamina: 20,000
Mana: 0
Mudhead has the following Enhancements available to him and will accept your points to pay for them due to your great friendship.
Increased Speed Level 1: +10% speed in all gaits. Cost: 5 points.
Increased Stamina Level 1: +1000 stamina. Cost: 5 points.
Water Running: Level 1 (30-second duration, cost of 1000 stamina). Cost 5 points.
Wind Running: Level 1 (30-second duration, cost of 5000 stamina). Cost 10 points.
Pegasus Transformation 1: (Your Chosen Mount grows wings when it wishes, with a slow flying speed.) Cost 25 points.
Kelpie Transformation 1: (Your Chosen Mount becomes aquatic when it wishes and grants water-breathing to its riders.) Cost 25 points.
More abilities will become available with further levels.
Ben looked from the comb to Mudhead. "When are we hitting that dungeon? I have a mighty need for enhancement points."
Ozzy looked towards Gadobhra. "Soon. But we need to check in with Billy first and finish a fortress. He's running out of time."
Rolly gestured with his staff. "Let's get to it then." The bushes and close-growing trees parted in front of him, making travel easy before the forest closed up behind them.
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Chapter 367: More Legendary Loot
Four weary travelers stepped out of a gate to a hidden Fae Realm, completing their journey after a few detours. Rolly looked around smugly, "I told you it was a left turn at Albuquerque."
Ben glared at him, "I was doing fine until Route 66 crossed over itself. How can you stand at the corner of Route 66 and Route 66? That makes no sense!"
Rolly shrugged, "It was lucky I had my trusty stick with me."
Legendary Crook of the Pathfinder
This sturdy wooden walking staff may appear straight or with a crook at the end and be from three feet to seven feet in length. This has made it difficult for sages to track its ownership through the ages. It was certainly owned by Jean Baptiste Champagne, who led the first expedition north from the fledgling empire into the vast maple forest now ruled by the Priests of the Maple Leaf. More famously, it was held by Father Moses Malone, who led his army of battle pilgrims during the Peach Basket Rebellion, allowing his army to score victories after driving marches against the Lost Tribesmen from the Lake of Angels.
Its powers are known to include the following:
Pathfinding: While leading a flock or army from the front, difficult paths are made smooth and straight, allowing your flock to travel easy, returning to the original state after the last of your flock is passed. If heading to a specific, known destination, the staff will point towards it.
Light Hearts make for a Fast Journey: Increase the morale of your flock or army, and increase their movement speed by 50% for eight full hours, after which they must eat a full meal and rest for a night.
A Bridge over Troubled Waters: Twice a day, create a sturdy bridge over a body of water or other obstacle that endures for 8 hours. You may dismiss this bridge at any time.
Ben looked at the staff and then down at his own item. "I think you beat me this time."
Legendary Curry Comb of Destiny (+3 DEX)
Removes dirt and burs from your Chosen Mount, leaving them with a clean and shiny coat in only half the time.
Rolly pointed to Ozzy. "Could be worse. The Butcher got a cooking pot. Hmmm...or is that a Dutch oven. Maybe a cauldron?"
Ozzy was holding a battered and dented iron pot with a hinged lid, and three stubby legs to hold it above the coals of a hearth. "And that, my friends, is where you show your lack of knowledge of the fine art of charcuterie. Only the finest salumist can appreciate such a delicate and subtle magic item. And it even came with a cookbook."
MacDonald's Legendary Tripe Pot
This battered and rusty pot was created when a largely forgotten Scottish butcher, Angus 'Pig-grinder' MacDonald, made a deal with Cailleach, the one-eyed Hag-Witch. Angus was a miser who despised the wasting of entrails and guts by other pig and sheep farmers. He was especially fond of tripe soup and hated to see a good sheep stomach tossed to the hogs. Cailleach made him a iron cooking pot that would roam the village at night and gather the unused parts that other butchers and pig-slaughterers didn't use, wasting not a bit of meat. In return, Angus owed Cailleach his weight in haggis, (a snack she was quite fond of), each day on her birthday. Angus grew feebleminded in his old age, losing track of the days, and forgot one year to leave out a platter of chops for Cailleach. He was never seen again, becoming one last meal for the meat-hungry witch. The pot, bereft of its owner, has roamed slaughterhouses ever since, collecting the unused entrails and stomachs, always full but with room for more.Ñøv€l-B1n was the first platform to present this chapter.
The owner of this Tripe Pot can give it three commands:
Saying 'Waste not, want not.' will send the pot out to search the village, walking slowly on its stubby metal legs, seeking to fill itself to the brim. It will gather meat, guts, and unused scraps of all kinds thrown out by butchers and housewives. It is particularly fond of sheep stomachs and can smell one from a mile away.
Hoisting the pot by its handle and saying, 'Spill yer guts!' will pour out one hundredweight (8 stones) of offal and guts, never diminishing the bucket. If poured into a sausage grinder all hundred-weight will fit and slowly be used as casings or filler for the links. The bucket is heavy and burns 100 stamina each time it is used in this way, tiring its owner. The weight of the pot is always constant at two hundredweight. It reacts poorly to anyone but the owner touching it. Constantly packing the pot around will strengthen its owner, granting them +2 STR.
The third command is 'Make Soup'. The pot will waddle over to the nearest cookfire, settle over the coals, and begin bubbling as it produces fifty gallons of tasty Tripe Soup. There is enough soup to feed 200 hungry soldiers who will benefit from the nourishing meal, gaining a full belly and healing 500 points of wounds to each. The Tripe Pot is tired after this and will slowly simmer until the next morning, refusing to do anything else.
In later years, the Tripe Pot has become something of a snob, only accepting the finest entrails or offal to gorge itself on. Sausage made from the pot's entrails is tastier than normal and provides a complete and nourishing breakfast, blessing the eater with either +100 mana, stamina, or health for the rest of the day.
He flipped the lid of the pot shut and hung it from his belt by the wire handle. Then showed the others the cookbook that had appeared with it. "Looks like I've got some reading to do."
Recipes for Disaster, a Butcher's guide to Cooking
This old and tattered cookbook made of stitched vellum pages has been passed down from Butcher to Butcher over the centuries. None but the owner can read the horrible handwriting that describes the recipes within it. Hours of study will be needed to reveal each new page of instructions. The owner's recipes will be magically added to the back of the book.
"Oh, you have no idea how twisted the Fae can be. Don't ask about her shoe collection; you'll never look at chocolate cake the same way again."
"Not asking."
"Nope."
"Don't need to know."
Ozzy was thinking. "There may be a good market for that stuff. Players are weird. Don't toss it to the bank just yet; I have some ideas."
The conversation stopped as Ben's horse, Mudhead, came running up the stream, playfully splashing through the mud and the muck. True to his name, the horse was covered in mud with his mane full of willow twigs and infested with cockleburs from pushing through the bushes. He walked up to Ben, nudged him with his head, then whinnied loudly.
"Lucky you have that comb, isn't it, Ben?"
"Thank you for pointing that out, Rolly. Might as well clean him up; I can't ride him with his coat like that." He began using the curry comb on the horse. On the first stroke, the comb glowed, and so did Mudhead. The horse grew two hands taller, with powerful muscles and a long, flowing mane and tail. Still muddy, but certainly an improvement.
You have chosen the Majestic Horse, Mudhead, as your Chosen Mount!
Mudhead is now a Named creature, Level 16, and will increase his level automatically to match his rider.
Health: 10,000
Stamina: 20,000
Mana: 0
Mudhead has the following Enhancements available to him and will accept your points to pay for them due to your great friendship.
Increased Speed Level 1: +10% speed in all gaits. Cost: 5 points.
Increased Stamina Level 1: +1000 stamina. Cost: 5 points.
Water Running: Level 1 (30-second duration, cost of 1000 stamina). Cost 5 points.
Wind Running: Level 1 (30-second duration, cost of 5000 stamina). Cost 10 points.
Pegasus Transformation 1: (Your Chosen Mount grows wings when it wishes, with a slow flying speed.) Cost 25 points.
Kelpie Transformation 1: (Your Chosen Mount becomes aquatic when it wishes and grants water-breathing to its riders.) Cost 25 points.
More abilities will become available with further levels.
Ben looked from the comb to Mudhead. "When are we hitting that dungeon? I have a mighty need for enhancement points."
Ozzy looked towards Gadobhra. "Soon. But we need to check in with Billy first and finish a fortress. He's running out of time."
Rolly gestured with his staff. "Let's get to it then." The bushes and close-growing trees parted in front of him, making travel easy before the forest closed up behind them.
Chapter 367: More Legendary LootFour weary travelers stepped out of a gate to a hidden Fae Realm, completing their journey after a few detours. Rolly looked around smugly, "I told you it was a left turn at Albuquerque."Ben glared at him, "I was doing fine until Route 66 crossed over itself. How can you stand at the corner of Route 66 and Route 66? That makes no sense!"Rolly shrugged, "It was lucky I had my trusty stick with me."Legendary Crook of the Pathfinder This sturdy wooden walking staff may appear straight or with a crook at the end and be from three feet to seven feet in length. This has made it difficult for sages to track its ownership through the ages. It was certainly owned by Jean Baptiste Champagne, who led the first expedition north from the fledgling empire into the vast maple forest now ruled by the Priests of the Maple Leaf. More famously, it was held by Father Moses Malone, who led his army of battle pilgrims during the Peach Basket Rebellion, allowing his army to score victories after driving marches against the Lost Tribesmen from the Lake of Angels. Its powers are known to include the following:Pathfinding: While leading a flock or army from the front, difficult paths are made smooth and straight, allowing your flock to travel easy, returning to the original state after the last of your flock is passed. If heading to a specific, known destination, the staff will point towards it.Light Hearts make for a Fast Journey: Increase the morale of your flock or army, and increase their movement speed by 50% for eight full hours, after which they must eat a full meal and rest for a night.A Bridge over Troubled Waters: Twice a day, create a sturdy bridge over a body of water or other obstacle that endures for 8 hours. You may dismiss this bridge at any time.Ben looked at the staff and then down at his own item. "I think you beat me this time."Legendary Curry Comb of Destiny +3 DEXRemoves dirt and burs from your Chosen Mount, leaving them with a clean and shiny coat in only half the time. Rolly pointed to Ozzy. "Could be worse. The Butcher got a cooking pot. Hmmm...or is that a Dutch oven. Maybe a cauldron?"Ozzy was holding a battered and dented iron pot with a hinged lid, and three stubby legs to hold it above the coals of a hearth. "And that, my friends, is where you show your lack of knowledge of the fine art of charcuterie. Only the finest salumist can appreciate such a delicate and subtle magic item. And it even came with a cookbook."MacDonald's Legendary Tripe PotThis battered and rusty pot was created when a largely forgotten Scottish butcher, Angus 'Pig-grinder' MacDonald, made a deal with Cailleach, the one-eyed Hag-Witch. Angus was a miser who despised the wasting of entrails and guts by other pig and sheep farmers. He was especially fond of tripe soup and hated to see a good sheep stomach tossed to the hogs. Cailleach made him a iron cooking pot that would roam the village at night and gather the unused parts that other butchers and pig-slaughterers didn't use, wasting not a bit of meat. In return, Angus owed Cailleach his weight in haggis, a snack she was quite fond of, each day on her birthday. Angus grew feebleminded in his old age, losing track of the days, and forgot one year to leave out a platter of chops for Cailleach. He was never seen again, becoming one last meal for the meat-hungry witch. The pot, bereft of its owner, has roamed slaughterhouses ever since, collecting the unused entrails and stomachs, always full but with room for more.Nvl-B1n was the first platform to present this chapter.The owner of this Tripe Pot can give it three commands:Saying 'Waste not, want not.' will send the pot out to search the village, walking slowly on its stubby metal legs, seeking to fill itself to the brim. It will gather meat, guts, and unused scraps of all kinds thrown out by butchers and housewives. It is particularly fond of sheep stomachs and can smell one from a mile away.Hoisting the pot by its handle and saying, 'Spill yer guts!' will pour out one hundredweight 8 stones of offal and guts, never diminishing the bucket. If poured into a sausage grinder all hundred-weight will fit and slowly be used as casings or filler for the links. The bucket is heavy and burns 100 stamina each time it is used in this way, tiring its owner. The weight of the pot is always constant at two hundredweight. It reacts poorly to anyone but the owner touching it. Constantly packing the pot around will strengthen its owner, granting them +2 STR.The third command is 'Make Soup'. The pot will waddle over to the nearest cookfire, settle over the coals, and begin bubbling as it produces fifty gallons of tasty Tripe Soup. There is enough soup to feed 200 hungry soldiers who will benefit from the nourishing meal, gaining a full belly and healing 500 points of wounds to each. The Tripe Pot is tired after this and will slowly simmer until the next morning, refusing to do anything else.In later years, the Tripe Pot has become something of a snob, only accepting the finest entrails or offal to gorge itself on. Sausage made from the pot's entrails is tastier than normal and provides a complete and nourishing breakfast, blessing the eater with either +100 mana, stamina, or health for the rest of the day. He flipped the lid of the pot shut and hung it from his belt by the wire handle. Then showed the others the cookbook that had appeared with it. "Looks like I've got some reading to do."Recipes for Disaster, a Butcher's guide to CookingThis old and tattered cookbook made of stitched vellum pages has been passed down from Butcher to Butcher over the centuries. None but the owner can read the horrible handwriting that describes the recipes within it. Hours of study will be needed to reveal each new page of instructions. The owner's recipes will be magically added to the back of the book. "Oh, you have no idea how twisted the Fae can be. Don't ask about her shoe collection; you'll never look at chocolate cake the same way again.""Not asking.""Nope.""Don't need to know."Ozzy was thinking. "There may be a good market for that stuff. Players are weird. Don't toss it to the bank just yet; I have some ideas."The conversation stopped as Ben's horse, Mudhead, came running up the stream, playfully splashing through the mud and the muck. True to his name, the horse was covered in mud with his mane full of willow twigs and infested with cockleburs from pushing through the bushes. He walked up to Ben, nudged him with his head, then whinnied loudly."Lucky you have that comb, isn't it, Ben?""Thank you for pointing that out, Rolly. Might as well clean him up; I can't ride him with his coat like that." He began using the curry comb on the horse. On the first stroke, the comb glowed, and so did Mudhead. The horse grew two hands taller, with powerful muscles and a long, flowing mane and tail. Still muddy, but certainly an improvement.You have chosen the Majestic Horse, Mudhead, as your Chosen Mount!Mudhead is now a Named creature, Level 16, and will increase his level automatically to match his rider. Health: 10,000Stamina: 20,000Mana: 0Mudhead has the following Enhancements available to him and will accept your points to pay for them due to your great friendship.Increased Speed Level 1: +10% speed in all gaits. Cost: 5 points. Increased Stamina Level 1: +1000 stamina. Cost: 5 points.Water Running: Level 1 30-second duration, cost of 1000 stamina. Cost 5 points.Wind Running: Level 1 30-second duration, cost of 5000 stamina. Cost 10 points.Pegasus Transformation 1: Your Chosen Mount grows wings when it wishes, with a slow flying speed. Cost 25 points.Kelpie Transformation 1: Your Chosen Mount becomes aquatic when it wishes and grants water-breathing to its riders. Cost 25 points.More abilities will become available with further levels. Ben looked from the comb to Mudhead. "When are we hitting that dungeon? I have a mighty need for enhancement points." Ozzy looked towards Gadobhra. "Soon. But we need to check in with Billy first and finish a fortress. He's running out of time."Rolly gestured with his staff. "Let's get to it then." The bushes and close-growing trees parted in front of him, making travel easy before the forest closed up behind them.
