Your Minstrel Scamp
Clancy once again peeks over your shoulder at your map. You turn around and spread it out in front of him, rather than have him constantly at your elbow. "What do you see, good Clancy?"
"Valiant <Player>, I see thou hast discovered the Ancient Buried Pyramid! Or, as we called it in my day, the Pyramid."
"I have, good Clancy. I'm guessing you want to go there? Do you have a canopic jar you want to unearth or something?"
"No canopic jar, for in sooth, I never learned to play the organ, if thou likest my jest --"
"-- I don'teth --"
"-- but what I seek lies in the Pyramid's middle chamber. It is the only surviving sheet music written by Pharoah Ed the Probably Immortal but No One's Tested That Theory Yet."
"Let us anon to the Pyramid forthwith, then, fair Clancy," you say.
"Are you making fun of me again, boss?"
| Not tonight, I'm on my pyramid! |
"I would never mock you, fair Clancy," you say.
"Oh, don't hold back, good <Player>. Boris never hesitated to make jests at my expense. That's probably why I killed him."
"You're joking, right?"
Occurs when prompted by Clancy.
