Day 3, Hour 8

Whoops, almost forgot to talk to the boy outside the tent.

Does anyone else see something wrong with this picture? This kid’s outside crying because his mother went in to see the circus and hasn’t come out. What kind of godawful parenting is that? Don’t you think it would have been a good idea to, I don’t know, TAKE YOUR SON IN WITH YOU RATHER THAN LEAVING HIM OUT THERE ON THE STREET BY HIMSELF?

I want to tell the child that his mother is a horrible person and he’s better off without her, but sadly, no such dialogue option exists, so we’re just going to have to settle for agreeing to track the errant parent down.

Inside: Genie, riddle, and I know by now that the right answer is option 3 without even having to look at it. Once I answer, Jaheira levels up in Druid again, giving her a 5th level spell. Hurrah. We’ll put Iron Skins in there, because with the amount of HP she ended up with, she’s pretty darned fragile.

Say hello to Aerie! We’re not going to be taking her with us, but we’ll go ahead and free her anyway for the XP, and because she’ll probably cry if we don’t.

Mostly for the XP.

On our way to merrily butcher some “peasants“, we come across the lost boy’s mother, transformed by insidious illusion magic, and of course we immediately freak out and kill her dead because hey, giant spider.

Or maybe not. After a bit of a chat she tells us that her son “Didn’t come into the tent with her.” Yeah right, lady. I believe that your young and innocent and wide-eyed little boy decided to wait outside in the promenade, lonely and bored, while you came in here and enjoyed a circus act. You deserve everything that has happened to you and I hope someone flushes you down a bathtub.

No strategy at all involved with the peasants; we just waltz right on up and murder them both without taking a scratch. A few seconds later, Aerie is free, and we're moving right along to the next room after taking the opportunity to ogle the naked lady here.

In-character, I mean. Vespero is ogling the naked lady. I'm not. No siree.

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