so i herd u liek trollin?

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This was something that Firion had to do on his own, and he couldn't let that Evan got hurt in the process. So, he started walking, telling him that he was going to check to make sure there weren't any monsters around. It wasn't a surprise for him, all of this. He was used to fight creatures in Hell and in the War.

He has seen too much blood, and yet he stands trying to help everyone. The darkness of the place didn't make him hesitate at all. He had a strong will, and he had all the support of his friends inside his heart. They were always with him, no matter the place. And Firion was glad to know that.

At the distance, he could see the figures. Was that the witch? He didn't know. But he had his weapons near him just in case. There was no going back now. Firion was strong like to protect them all. Also, nobody had the right to play with other people's lifes like that.

Firion kept walking, determinated to end this.

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The young king of Baron shook his head softly and wiped away Firion's tears with his thumbs. "There was nothing you could've done. Don't burden yourself with a guilt that should not be yours..."

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"If I had arrived sooner, I would might have been able to save her." The weapon specialist replied as he tried to stand up on his own.

"Maria... She always belived in myself."

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"As we all do...", whispered Cecil. "It's fine to be sad. Mourn her... but you can't stay here."

The paladin said nothing more, but silently offered his shoulder for his grieving friend.

EAT MY KEYOWRDS.

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He looked up to see his friend's face once more. His words, always speaking so many truths, made him calm down a bit.

Even so, he couldn't stop himself for cry a bit. Losing her, one of his most important people, was a great pain.

"I cannot let her death to be in vain..." He said to himself. "I have to end this. For her, and for everybody."

NOMNOMNOM

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"One thing at a time", said Cecil, in that calm and fatherly voice he used when everything seemed lost. He didn't look bothered by the intense heat.

THIS ONE TOO.

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He nodded calmly, letting know that he was determintated to put an end to this. He had to do it, for Maria and for everyone else.

"You right, my friend."

*NOMS TOO*

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Cecil rose to his feet and helped Firion do the same. His eyes looked sad, but calm, as he looked over to where Maria's head floated... and the stone tablet in the river.

ARE THEY YUMMY?

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He took a long breath. He needed it right now, not caring about the temperature or anything in that moment.

His eyes went to see the tablet, now that he remember it. "What is that?"

YES. I PUT A LITTLE KETCHUP ON THE LAST ONE.

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"I don't know", answered the paladin. "But it is the only thing that calls for attention in this desolated place."

GOOD, YOU CAN HAVE THE REST OF HIS KEYWORDS.

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"Let's see what it says." The weapon specialist replied as he stepped closer, trying to see now.

YAY.

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"It is a little far for you to see, don't you think?"

Cecil looked thoughtful, taking a hand to his lips. The river would claim its next victim as soon as any of them put a foot in there, and there was no way to reach the stone.

ENJOY THEM-.

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Now that he pointed it out, he was right. There had to be way to reach that stone, somehow.

*KEYWORDS BANQUET*

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Cecil kept silent, letting Firion think things calmly. He walked a couple of steps near the water, his eyes fixed on the white stone.

*DANCES*

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He copied the movements of his friend, trying to see how to reach the stone.

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"... I'm afraid I cannot help, my friend."

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"Being here is a great help to me, my friend." Was Firion's answer.

Perhaps if he used the spear to being close the tablet, that would help.

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Cecil seemed to be thinking the same, as his eyes landed on the spear again. "Maybe you could use it as a pole? It would be risky, but maybe you'd reach the stone that way."

Ehem... You didn't see anything.

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"I was thinking in the same thing." Firion said and moved back. "This idea might be dangerous, but I trust everything will be fine."

And here he goes to land on the stone after the jump.

*blind :D*

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Firion barely managed to reach the white stone safely. Cecil stayed in the same spot he was before, looking at the water in silence.

The tablet was decorated with the same images of the woman and the man carved on the stone, the image of the man was heavily damaged too. The words Call the Witch and speak your answer were engraved on it. Beside those words, a white envelope with a golden one winged eagle rested, the same envelope that was in the inn's message board.

Good :/

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Firion made sure that he wasn't going to fall on the water before looking the tablet again and memorizing those words.

Then, he picked the envelope, turning his face to see his friend. "I got it, Cecil." He shouted and smiled a bit at his friend. Moving his gaze to the evelope, he read it.

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There's a corpse under the bed. The doors are closed and the windows cannot be opened or broken. The house is locked but her room is burnt beyond recognition. This is the work of a witch.

Prove me wrong.

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Firion took a moment to think.

"Then it might have been a poison that acted slowly on the body. With that, as time passed this person was not feeling well and might have been carrying the candles to iluminate the room."

The weaponmaster took a moment to breath. "The poison started to make the effect on the body, falling on the floor and making the candles burn the door and she could have ended under the bed, looking for something when she couldn't move anymore and died."

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As Firion ended his theory, small letters appeared in the riddle page.

Why would she be under the bed if she was poisoned?
It was plain day, no candles were inside the room.

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"Well, that changes things. I wasn't aware of that details." Firion replied and started to think again.

"I think I got it." Firion nodded once he thought about it better. "She could have been doing something to open the door if she was locked inside. Perhaps a fire to burn something, but she got carried away, when the fire started burn the door. The smoke started to appear and since she couldn't open the windows, as anyone would do she placed her body on the floor, trying to breath, and hid herself under the bed. Since all was locked, the air was consumed and ended in killing her before the room was consumed by fire."

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Why would she burn something in plain day? There is no fireplace in the room.