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Who: Everyone
When: Day 5, bright and early in the morning
Where: Labyrinth!
What: A daring labyrinth

[you somehow land into this labyrinth with a hard thud, sending clouds of dust flying everywhere. what you're in now is a stone room that has a flickering torch placed on each wall. it smells a bit dingy in here, like what one might picture an actual labyrinth or dungeon to smell like.

there doesn't actually seem to be much worth investigating in this room, aside from a sign and three old, wooden doors before you. the sign reads:

"If you risk it all, you gain it all. If you risk nothing, you gain nothing."

somehow, very inexplicably so, you get the strange sense that the riskier you play, the better the prize.]

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[they're quietly staring at you. are they surprised by your brave response? are they offended by that horrible joke? they're just skeletons, they don't have facial expressions.]

[ stares right back, holding his ground.

TERRIBLE JOKE ASIDE, he is 100% serious about his response ]

[the silence grows awkward. the one skeleton, the main one who has been doing most of the yelling, rubs its arm.

"Er... I guess... We might have jumped some guns there—okay, I definitely did, maybe not the others. You don't seem too bad. I mean, whatever you did back there got us out of that mud trap anyway... So... sorry. And, thanks, wannabe-hero-guy-who-makes-bad-jokes-that-I-don't-appreciate... but I'll let that slide."

the other skeletons just shake their head in the background, disapproving of their speaker's last sentence. but what can they do.]

I... er... appreciate it.

And my name is Owain.

["Owain, huh." the skeleton pops its jaw, then pops it again. "Doesn't sound like a hero's name, if you ask me."]

It is the name placed upon me by my mother! Any name she would have given me would have been one fit for any hero!

["Well I—"

that same skeleton from before cuts them off again to address you before it can.

"Don't listen to Ma. She named me Horris. Your mother sounds like she actually knew what she was doing."]

[ offers a smile ]

My mother knew many things.

[the skeleton named Horris continues, intrigued.

"Did she know you'd want to become a hero?"]

[ lets out a smile ]

Ah, well, she does now

["Really? Aww. Can you tell me what it takes to become a hero?"

Horris leans forward. meanwhile, the skeleton referred to as Ma starts tapping her foot... not that any of the skeletons care about that development at all at this point.]

Ah, yes, I am more than willing to share my expertise when it comes to becoming a hero worthy of legend!

[ if someone doesn' stop them, this'll become a 30 hour conversation that includes a chapter on LARPing ]

[you know what, this conversation can totally go on for a while. Horris is ~all ears~ because he loves heroes, HE IS PUMPED!

but eventually the woman from before, the one who this kitchen belongs to, interrupts.

"Excuse me... I've been wondering for a while. Scion—Owain, was it? Do you know these people?"]

Oh, my apologies, fair lady, but these are... er, fellows that I met earlier on my journey!

[all but one skeleton nod.

"Is that so? They seem very... familiar. Ma, Horris, hero idolization... it all sounds very familiar..."]

Oh, does it? In what way?

["Well. It sounds like... my family!"

the skeletons don't react]

[ looks between the woman and the skeletons

FAMILY RESEMBLANCE IS THERE ONE? ]

[the woman is totally missing her eyes, and a tongue. so are the skeletons!]

[ that's quite a family trait ]

[ to the skeletons ] Are you this fair lady's relatives that have been missing for quite some time?

[...the skeletons nod. it's Ma who speaks up.

"Yeah, we are. It's been a couple weeks—we didn't mean to be gone that long. It was the mud's fault, okay?"]

I can verify that the mud was indeed a major hindrance .

[the skeletons nod, again, this time very eagerly with additional comments of 'That's right!' and 'He knows!'

the woman blinks... suddenly she's hit with the realization.

"—oh! You might really be my family! You guys... look very different without your skin, is all."]

Er... not having skin could very much affect someone's appearance...

[Ma speaks. "Right? It's not our fault it fell off, that's how unfair this whole thing i—"

she then gets a harsh elbowing from one of the other skeletons. they're tired of this.

the woman chuckles, and smiles brightly.

"That sure sounds like Ma. Then, I suppose I should say... welcome home!"

next thing you know, they're all in a group embrace—it's kind of like one of those super cheesy scenes from those straight to VHS movies.]

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