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Emerald shakes his head, it’s best to not go down that trail…
Putting the honey away, Emerald tries to remember if maybe his step parents found a way to harvest the chronodaemons power, but he can’t think of any time they’ve might of done it. The locket pretty much hasn’t been out of his possession since he got it. Not for very long at least.
Or worse, maybe it was his true parents that got the chronodaemon in the amulet. If it was, who even were they to accomplish such a feat?
Emerald thinks that he should try to have a conversation with the demon. After all, it couldn’t hurt anything to try. Or he guesses it could, but according to Joyride he might not even realize it’s happening anyway.
Emerald then realizes he is carrying a certain weight with him, and quickly calls out the word “banana”.
There is a soft clang as the ring around his genitals hits the floor, having falling off.
“I’ll be taking that!” Joyride says quickly, darting over to the ring and scooping it up.
“Did you just poop out jewelry?” Ruby asks with a raised eyebrow.
Emerald quickly switches the question and asks what the other ingredients to the charm potion are.
“Some cinnamon sticks, vanilla beans, chocolate from a tree that two lovers committed a double suicide under, and some Ogogoro.” Joyride says, listing them off while dusting off her mantle.
“What the heck is Ogogoro?” Ruby says, plopping next to Joyride and sharing the backpack pillow with her.
“It’s a type of alcohol made in the west part of the Zebralands. It’s made out of some sort of palm tree, I dunno. Tastes fine I guess.” Joyride says with a shrug.
Putting the honey away, Emerald tries to remember if maybe his step parents found a way to harvest the chronodaemons power, but he can’t think of any time they’ve might of done it. The locket pretty much hasn’t been out of his possession since he got it. Not for very long at least.
Or worse, maybe it was his true parents that got the chronodaemon in the amulet. If it was, who even were they to accomplish such a feat?
Emerald thinks that he should try to have a conversation with the demon. After all, it couldn’t hurt anything to try. Or he guesses it could, but according to Joyride he might not even realize it’s happening anyway.
Emerald then realizes he is carrying a certain weight with him, and quickly calls out the word “banana”.
There is a soft clang as the ring around his genitals hits the floor, having falling off.
“I’ll be taking that!” Joyride says quickly, darting over to the ring and scooping it up.
“Did you just poop out jewelry?” Ruby asks with a raised eyebrow.
Emerald quickly switches the question and asks what the other ingredients to the charm potion are.
“Some cinnamon sticks, vanilla beans, chocolate from a tree that two lovers committed a double suicide under, and some Ogogoro.” Joyride says, listing them off while dusting off her mantle.
“What the heck is Ogogoro?” Ruby says, plopping next to Joyride and sharing the backpack pillow with her.
“It’s a type of alcohol made in the west part of the Zebralands. It’s made out of some sort of palm tree, I dunno. Tastes fine I guess.” Joyride says with a shrug.
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What’s with magic potions having such convoluted ingredients?