Hullo there, what ails you…?
What ails me is no business of your’s!
The young man runs past you, only to stop in his tracks a second later and turn around.
[NAME] grins, when [NAME] sees the embarrassment in the boy’s face.
I beg your pardon, I didn’t really notice who you were… It’s like this: every adept of the college has to undergo a special graduation test. And it’s not a test about the spells we’ve learned, but a puzzle to be solved.
I just received my graduation challenge…
The boy doesn’t look all that happy. In fact, he gives the distinct impression of needing a shoulder to cry on, so [NAME] tries to look as comforting as possible and bids him continue.
…and what’s so terrible about this test?
Well, it’s a succession of rhyming puzzles describing some place nearby. Every time I have found one, my magicienne teacher reveals the next rhyme. - To contact her, I have to blow this horn.
The boy pulls out a well-crafted horn and shoves it in [NAME]’s face.
The last riddle will lead me to the place where I’ll receive the graduation ring that proves I’ve passed through Stoerrebrandt College. You see, once it’s been put on, it can’t be removed again!
The boy’s hesitation is obvious, but he finally reaches a decision:
Won’t you help me with this? Everyone who passes this test receives a magic item for his reward. - If you aid me, I’ll give you everything I get.
Are you going to:
Help the boy
Refuse