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“I have been thinking of it for some time, dear.” The old woman peers over her glasses. “I do not crave youth. I crave time with my husband. And your Naja, unless I am mistaken, still has the lifespan of a viper. The hourglass changes this too.” She hands it over, feeling that Emi and Naja can reap the benefit without the burden.
“So you’re the one that taught an old mage a new trick. Pleasure to meet you dear!” O.J. turns the sand beneath him a pale pink. “Your words were enough to help me find a way, Miss Amun. This is the color of the Utopian beach sand, as far as I remember. I cannot create teal sand with this method, but it is a start. “If Utopia is where you want to go, Brandt can arrange a trip. However, my wife would like to give you a parting gift… or just a gift, if you decide to stay.” Bonnie holds up a familiar hourglass. She turns to Naja. “You are a curious creature. My husband witnessed your transformation. Perhaps you saw mine earlier—I was among the cheerleader squad this morning. However, I have been thinking about whether I truly want to spend my days accompanying those silly-hearts when I should be at my husband’s side. “If I am to give this away, perhaps this hourglass would do you some good Naja. For eighteen hours a day, you can appear as a past form. Whatever you had become with the aid of the scrolls, you can have the appearance again. “Would you want this ability?”
Poopsie Daisy is the other female toy—both of whine can fly. She tosses a daisy, which turns out to be a dirty bomb—it blasts the ground and rocks rain down. Same effect as the Call Stone spell that Cal cast, but she only has one. |
