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Fantasy Cursed Island

"We're going to be testing these talismans," Jerry explained, "And if you're too tired, you'll sleep all day while the rest of us have fun outside."
 
Shuffle blinked. “Ah. Alright.” She turned and headed off for her tent, where Fia had already gone to sleep.


Meanwhile, Asta got back to Jerry’s tent after making a detour from where he and Shuffle has been playing. Upon entering, he glanced around for Jerry and spotted some kind of covered box. He walked over to sniff it and see what it was.
 
"Good," now Shuffle was gone to bed, Jerry sat down, "Okay, so he said..." She relayed how Urodor explained the talismans.

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As Asta approached, he couldn't hear any sound coming from the box, but Urodor could hear and smell the chimera. Even though his attempt at growling was inaudible through the spell, the box jumped when he snapped at the bars. Asta was still much larger than Urodor at current.
 
Niudisa landed on the table and nodded along to the explanation.

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Asta jumped back as the box bopped his nose. He lowered his head and let out a growl. There was something in there, it smelled like death, and it was hostile. It seemed contained, but he at least felt the need to show it who’s boss. He retaliated by hitting his head against the box to bump it back. A shove more than an actual attack.
 
"I don't know how this works, that's just what he told me," Jerry finished the explanation, "For once in my life I don't know anything about the item in front of me."

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Urodor growled silently when the cage was shoved back, sticking his tiny claw out the bars to slash at the thing attacking him.
 
“Yeah, I haven’t looked into talismans much. I thought they were, like, tribal magic.”

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Asta jumped back again. He charged once more, but this he swung upwards with his horns, trying to tip the box backwards to knock around whatever was in there.
 
"Well, the only difference in tribal and academic is one works," Jerry shook her head, "Once we know how it works and if it does it stops being tribal and becoms academic."

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The box rolled over, the sheet rolling off with it to reveal the golem within, tumbling around inside the rolling cage.
 
“Mm. I met a tribe once-“

Poli interjected. “Hey, Uh, sorry to interrupt, but you did tell Asta about Urodor, right? Or he gonna find that by himself when he goes in there to sleep?”

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Asta prowled around the box, keeping his distance as he looked to see just what this creature was.
 
Jerry paused, "Oh, shit." She took off towards her tent to stop the potential murder that might occur, charging in just as Asta was prowling. "DON'T kill him- shit!", she warned, tripping over the scattered sheet that once covered the box and hitting the floor pretty hard with her head. Even Urodor looked a little concerned with that impact.
 
Asta looked over as Jerry came running in before running to her side as she fell. “Jerry! Are you alright?”
 
"Asta, why was the sheet covering the cage in the middle of the floor?" Jerry hadn't moved from where she'd faceplanted yet, presumably trying to determine without feeling for a cut if she'd done any damage to herself.
 
Asta paused before lowering his head. “I’m sorry... That was my fault. I found this strange thing in your tent and it swiped at me when I tried to investigate, so I knocked it over to see what it was.”
 
"You couldn't have just lifted the side?", she didn't even sound mad, just confused. She got up to do a more focused check, taking her hand back and hissing when she felt around her horns. She found a bump. "Ow." She shook her head and went to right the cage. "Urodor, this is Asta. You remember Asta, don't you?"
 
“It was swiping at me.” Asta stepped back to watch her before looking at the cage. “Urodor?”
 
Jerry nodded and the golem tried for acid breath, but Jerry hadn't given him any organs for any kind of breath weapon or even venom. Claws and teeth was what Urodor had, and he could probably barely kill a rat. "He apparently hasn't figured it out, yet, but Urodor isn't even second fiddle at this point."
 
“I...don’t know what that means. But I can see he’s no threat, at least not in there.”
 
"It's a figure of speech, it means... never mind," Jerry decided now was not the time to explain one of the complexities of language to him. "Urodor can't hurt anyone and I've had Niudisa silence him, so he can't bother anyone." She threw the sheet back over the cage, "Just, uh, pretend he's not there, okay?"
 
“Mm, very well...” Asta stared at the covered cage a moment longer before going to check on the egg.
 
"Thank you, I'll come to bed once I've finished with Niudisa." The egg seemed okay, dragon turtle eggs were unfamiliar to either of them and Jerry had forgotten to inquire from Joanne about their nature, but it didn't seem like it was in poor condition at all.

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Jerry was still feeling around the bump on her head when she got back to Niudisa. "He found Urodor," she apologized as she sat back down at the table and took a swig from the flask of magic water. "Anyway, let's get this done."
 
Asta nodded as he saw the egg was fine before going to curl up by Jerry’s bed.

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Niudisa was attempting to put one of the talismans together by the time Jerry got back. “Sounds like it didn’t get back.” She glanced over. “What’s with your head?”
 
"Asta decided to knock the cage over instead of taking the sheet off," Jerry winced as she touched the bump again. It was one of those things where, even though you know it hurts, you can't help but touch it. "I got tanled in the sheet." She picked up some of the materials to figure out how it was to be put together based on the instructions, "Hopefully that twit is smarter than to lie to us."
 
Niudisa shrugged. “He hasn’t seen what we can do to him yet. If he did lie, he’ll find out.”
 
Jerry nodded, "Asta seemed pretty eager to use him for a chew toy," she agreed, "I think the rock is supposed to be... there it is!", hollow rock to house the water and a fragment of an uncorrupted soul gem. "And we're in business." Now they knew what they were doing, the only thing to do was to put the talismans together.
 
“At least none of these pieces are too big. I hate having to just sit by and watch someone else work.”
 
Jerry nodded, "Let's just get this done, I don't want to be a zombie in the morning." She meant the figurative form, of course, but failed to elaborate on that.
 

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