From the Ashes... A new king's day?

[Merc]

"Not a bad price. Hrm..." he ponders.

Ignoring for now the sounds of singing outside, he continues on. "Do you have something a little more advanced as well that I can try to puzzle out after learning the rest?" Felix requests after a little thought.

Depending on price he'd see about buying something more or maybe he'd just end up saving up for the other shop. Just because the storekeeper, young beauty that she is, doesn't like it, didn't mean there wasn't something for an old stage magician like himself.

[Dracos]

Felix noticed leets bumping into the door of the shop, as the shopkeeper raised her eyebrow.  "Well, we do sell quite effective spells to heal ailments and cure the wounded, though they're more expensive."

Dracos

[Merc]

"How much for either? And...can you see what's wrong with the young lad? He seems a bit out of it," Felix asks hesitantly, looking at Leets a little strangely. Is he drunk or something?

[Shukuen]

Leets stumbled, leaning against the entryway of the shop for balance as he took in the shop's sights. His eyes were clouded by the sights, almost like he was daydreaming. "Not out, pausing," he corrected Felix seriously, his tone in conflict with his apparent daze, before a sharp laugh slipped from his lips. "The wonderful DuCartes."

[Dracos]

"Well, of course," She walked around the counter and considered, chanting as white light swirled around her moving hands.  Gesturing towards Leets it moved towards him, swirling about his head before slowly absorbing into him.

To no effect...

"That's strange...  He's not sick with anything..."

Dracos

[Merc]

"Really? Leets, er, that's the lad's name, well he seems to be acting drunk..." the magician asks the shopkeeper before looking at Leets. "What happened to you, anyway? Get into a bar fight or something?" he asks with a small smile, though still somewhat worried for the youth.

[Shukuen]

Leets shook his head, ignoring the tickling warmth of the spell; his dreamy smile widening. "No, took something. Probably bad idea," he snickered, cradling his ill-gotten Players' Guide and adding, "too late to regret."

[Merc]

The magician raises an eyebrow. Pausing as he considers just taking the book to see what's happened, instead he decides to ask. "Do you mind if I look at the book, Leets? I'll give it back in a bit."

[Shukuen]

His obliviousness cracked for a brief instant as Leets stumbled just out of reach, clutching the Players' Guide protectively. "No touch! Break me, break you!" he snarled-literally snarled-keeping a death grip on the tattered book.

[Merc]

"Oooookay. Well, I suppose that explains what happened, though not how or why. You know anything about cursed books or some such, miss?" Felix asks after backing away from Leets, and looking at the storekeeper, now much more worried about the youngest of his companions.

[Dracos]

"I'd have to look into it, but I can cast a general remove curse," She nodded willingly, her magic again leaping from her fingers in a sort of glowing orange and white this time, but splashing around Leets with as little effect as before. "He's not under a curse," She looked  most perturbed at that.

Dracos

[Merc]

Felix is likewise rattled. "But if not a curse, what else could a book do that it'd leave my friend in such a condition?" he mutters, mostly for himself, though not particularly quietly.

[Shukuen]

"I looked into the abyss," Leets muttered, apparently in response to Felix's quiet musing, "and failed my saving roll."

[Dracos]

"I'm not sure.  Maybe he was just really rattled by something?" She said in response to his comments, shrugging. "I could look after him, but not for free."

[Merc]

"Well, lets see how he does with a good night's rest first. If he's still stuck like this in the morning, we might swing by here again, I guess, though hopefully it'll go away," Felix says with a sigh.