A Twist in the Plan

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"All packed?" asked the Master.

"Yep," replied Raiah.

"How about you, Mr. Frumac?"

"I really don't need to pack much, sir," I stated.

"Oh, right. Off we go!" As we headed out the door, I realized we all felt overwhelmed. I had simply entered as a customer, and now I am exiting as a burden. It would be almost impossible to find what we needed. And that was... three super-rare herbs. Namely xeftun, heglerb, and kopoushké. By the names, I'm sure you could tell they were exotic. Ah, well. We'd find them eventually.

"It is unusually hot today. Lake effect's not doing thing to Hemenster," said the Master, as we walked into Seer's Village.

"And it's only middle spring. This weather freaks me," said Raiah in return.

"Remind me again why we have to walk into Seer's Village?" I asked.

"Because we don't know where to find these herbs. Trust us, we know a guy. He's my Master's best bud. He should be able to help us. Besides, why are you griping? You can float!"

"Well... I hate being a burden. And that's exactly what I am. Because of me you have to walk in 34 centigrade weather!"

"That's so sweet of you," smart-alecked the Master, "but we're here. Pollosxtescue? You home?"

"How does he say that?" I whispered.

"It's an acquired tongue," Rai whispered back.

"Well, hello? Oh! Hi Qa-" said Pollosxtescue, cut off from greeting the Master.

"Yes, hello. Pollo, we need your help finding three herbs," the Master suddenly interjected.

"Well, what three?"

"Xeftun, heglerb, and kopoushké."

"Well," Pollo gulped. "They're extremely ra-"

"We get that by now! We just need help finding them."

"Well, xeftun, the easiest to find, grows in the middle of poisonous ponds in the Lumbridge Swmap, but only for 6 days during the rainy season. Today is the last day until next year. Heglerb, the next, is a purifying plant, and naturally grows where there is much disease. The only known plant grows in... West Ardounge, and is guarded 24/7 by Mourners. The last one, kopoushké,you might notice sounds eerily similar to the onomatopoeia for an explosion: kaboosh. That's because it only grows in... piles of Green Dragon dung. Which, if I may mention, is explosive." Everyone remained silent for a second.

"That's just fantastic," Raiah then blurted out, "A ghost, two necromancers, and piles of fire-y poo."

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