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Curse of the High Tide
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Toriel was in the library, stockpiling every book she could find on the Cthulhu mythos. The books toward almost four feet high.

“Okay, so while we wait for Vision’s surprise friend, we should get some research in.” Stated Toriel, carrying in another stack of books. Vision and Frisk exchange oblivious looks at each other, at least as much as they could with their faces. “Now we know someone’s son is involved, we can search for anywhere the words “Dagon” and “Son” correlate.”

“I found something.” Stated Vision, Toriel shot him a look.

“How did you-?”

“I looked it up in the dataverse.”

Toriel grumbled and then started putting the books back. Frisk kept her attention on the robot.

“What did you find?”

“I searched ‘Dagon’s son,’ which came up some interesting results. Turns out there’s a common lullaby amongst followers of Dagon.”

Then he started speaking some strange language, one Frisk was unfamiliar with.

“annwyl mab Dagon
aros yn ddiogel
dilyn eich darn arian lwcus
a nofio gartref i mi”

“What does it mean Mr. Vision?”

“I can translate my child,” butted in Toriel, still a little self-conscious after the upstaging earlier, “it means:

‘Beloved son of Dagon
Stay safe
Follow your lucky coin
and swim home to me.’

At least from what I could discern. Merfolk language is so complicated."


“That’s an odd lullaby.”

“And songs about purchasing mockingbirds aren’t odd?” Stated Toriel.

“Good point.” Conceded Frisk.

“So it could be discerned that the coin is supposed to bring Dagon’s son home, but for whatever reason, it targets random individuals.”

“Well, it’s possible for magic to be confused.” Stated Toriel, putting more books away. “I remember one of my students was trying fire spells for the first time. She tried to burn a rock to ash. As rocks were not flammable, it went the closest thing it could find that’ll bring it to completion of the task: an electric guitar. The light music club was angry at her for weeks!”

“Maybe if we find Dagon’s son, the coin would leave us alone.” Reasoned Frisk.

“I am being alerted that my guest has arrived.” Said Vision. “That was fast..."
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Curse of the High Tide - by The Vision - 09-24-2016, 09:45 PM

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