Heroica RPG- Quest #137: Where the Dead Go to Live

[Kintobor]

Okay, update will come tomorrow. I've got a few set photos to take and then from there we should be smooth sailing to wrapping this up.

In the meantime, I'm getting your stats updated.

[Kintobor]

Asphalt, seeing how you have no Smelling Salts to consume, you are only Encouraged.

Vindsval cast Poison on his Bifrost Blades: Fail! (Five) Fail! (Four) Success! (Three) (-15 ether)

Althior casts Luck on himself: Fail! (Four) Fail! (Four) Fail! (Four) Fail! (Six) (-40 ether)

Would you like me to continue rolling, K-Nut? You'll need to consume some ether restoring items.

The Party

Throlar Wineghilm

137 year old male Dwarven Warden. *Avoids free hits from Flying enemies*

Level, 16

Power, 26 (16+10). 36 against ancient enemies.

Defense, 1 (1).

Health, 21/33 (33)

Gold, 430.

Equipped: Fellcrest Hand Axe (WP: 8 throwing weapon. Deals bleeding 5 on successful hits) Shield of Invisibility (SP:0, the user is impervious to Free Hits unless they are the last hero standing.), Crow Helmet (SP; 1, Flying enemies do not deal free hits to the wearer, suitable for Knights and Dragoons, headwear), Lion's Plate (Max health +5, Power +1, Immune to weakened, suitable for knights and barbarians, body wear)

Inventory;

Weapons; Mopagsaber (WP; 12, Ice elemental longsword)Elven Sword (WP; 5, longsword), Miracle Lance (A white spear crafted in the likeness of an ancient dragon. WP; 10, doubled against Ancient enemies)

Shields; Elven Shield (SP; 5, Ice and Darkness elemental. All elves in the party gain the same amount of SP as long as the wielder is standing)

Artifacts;, Lethauros Crushers (While equipped, the wearer does double damage to Rock and Flying type enemies. Suitable for anyone, footwear), Counterstrike Gloves (If the wearer is damaged by a free hit, they counter with strength equal to their level, handgear)

Consumables; Potion, Phoenix Essence, Soma (Causes the Blessed effect), Hint Coin (Gives the user a hint about a puzzle or a tricky situation, Useable only once, Has no monetary value.), Bone, Floral Bomb, Air Bomb, Dirt Bomb, Water Bomb, Lightning Bomb, x4 Fire Bomb, Ice Bomb, Holy Bomb, x2 Smoke Bomb, Feather of Flight (allows the user to flee the battle when used), Bone x2, First Aid Kit (Completely restores health and removes all negative effects for the entire party once when used.)

Equipment; Bedroll, Shovel, Pickaxe, Magnifying Glass, Huntsman's Bow (WP: 7, deals damage to undead)

Treasures; Viper scale (worth 40 gold to some NPC's).

Decamon Deck, Magic Carp (Aquatic 1), Volt Ant (Electric 1), Will-o'-the-Wisp (Fiery 1), Tweetybird (Flying 1), Toxic Toad (Plant 1), Ursa Minor (Eithereal 1),Specter (Dark 2), Dryad (Plant 6)

Althior Emorith, The Dragonslayer (K-Nut)

36 years old male human Prophet

Level 54.4 *Clairvoyance* *Glossolalia* *Permanently Transcended* *Immune to Petrified, Bound, and Slowed, Confused, and Afraid**AbsorbsEarth**Immune to Ice andDarkness* *Lucky!* *Encouraged*

Defense: 12 (2+5+5)

Health: 74/74 (5+53+15+1)

Ether: 4/91 (5+53+15+10+4+2)

Gold: 890

GP: 14

Equipment: Mythril Scepter of Divine Affinity (WP:35, Has ⅙ chance to deal cursed effect on successful spells and ⅙ chance to deal blessed effect on successful healing, staff), Magician's Gloves (+10 spellpower, suitable to mages; handwear), Winged Sandals (protects from bound and slowed effects, footwear), Ethereal Cloak (SP:2, Max Ether +4; backwear), Coat Hanger (Allows wearing a second bodywear artifact regardless of the amount limit for artifacts; accessory), Robe of the Seneschal (SP:5; wearer absorbs earth-elemental damage and is immune to petrified,ice, anddarkness elemental damage; suitable to clerics, mages, chi monks, necromancers and scholars; bodywear),Robes of Illumination (SP: 5, +10 Max Ether, wearer is permanently transcended, suitable to prophets; bodywear),Tin Helmet (immunity to confused and afraid, headwear)

Inventory:

Weapons: --

Artifacts: Medal of Glory (Wearer earns triple experience; accessory) (Lent to Hybros), Lieutenant's Helm (SP:3, protects from fragile; headwear) , Counterstrike Gloves (if the wearer is damaged by a free hit, they counter with strength equal to their level; handler), Sterile Gloves (Protects from poisoned- and bleeding–effects; handwear.)

Spell Items: Diamond (Light), Topaz (Lightning), Amethyst (Darkness), Ruby (Fire), Sapphire (Wind), Garnet (Earth), Opal (Ice), Aquamarine(Water), Emerald(Wood), Scroll of Frailty (Enables casting the fragile-effect to the target, causing it to take double damage for the next three rounds. Each casting has a 50/50 chance of success and costs 1 ether.), Scroll of Love (Enables casting the enamored-effect to the target, making it unable to damage the caster for three rounds. Each casting has a 50/50 chance of success and costs 1 ether.), Scroll of Luck (Enables casting the lucky-effect to the target for one battle. Each casting has a 50/50 chance and costs 10 ether.), Begone With The Winds (Grants the holder access to the Weather Mage expert job class upon reaching Level 30)

Consumables: 3 Potions, 5 Grand Potions, 5 Tonics, 4 Grand Tonics, 3 Ether Cores, 6 Remedies, 2 Elixirs, Phoenix Incense, 10 Meads, 5 Smelling Salts, Smoke Bomb, Venom, Garnet Lamp of Summoning, Skeleton Decoy, Feather of Lithe (Makes the user nimble for three rounds), Feather of Flight (Allows the user to flee from the battle when used.), Geode

Tools etc.: Bedroll, Magnifying Glass, 4 Bones, Deaddy Bear (Causes 45 damage and doomed but has 1/6 chance to break whenever used), Map of Fellcrest

Sorrow(Endgame) *Party Leader*

428 years old undead Necromancer

Level 31 *Immune to Sealed, Afraid, and Doomed* *Encouraged and Lucky!*

Power: 58 (31+2+25)

Defense: 8

Health: 14/42(7+30+5)

Ether: 30/35 (31+4)

Gold: 392

428 years old undead Necromancer

Equipment: Sticky Gloves (Increases the amount of gold stolen by 50% (rounded up), suitable for rogues and beast warriors; handwear),Pink Ribbon (Max Ether +3, grants immunity to sealed, afraid, and doomed; accessory), Staff of the Supreme Necromancer (WP:25; damages undead; +5 level to raised undead; suitable to necromancers; staff)

Inventory: Reaper’s Scythe (WP:33, damages only humanoids; suitable to assassins only; scythe), Shark Jaw Scythe (WP 20/40 vs. aquatic monsters; scythe), Longsword (WP: 5), Dark Cloak (SP:1, Max Health +1, Power +1, suitable for rogues and barbarians; backwear), Archer's Hat (Power +1, suitable for rangers; headwear), Disguise Kit (Allows the user to disguise them self as the opposite gender; accessory), Helmet (Max. Health +1, headwear), Greaves (SP:2, immunity to slowed and hastened; footwear), Death Mask (Increases assassination chances to 1/3 when the target’s health is lowered to 1/3; suitable to assassins; headwear), Ruby (Fire), 11 Grand Potions, 2 Health Cores, 2 Tonics, 3 Grand Tonics, Ether Core, 5 Remedies, Neutralizer, Phoenix Essence, 2 Meads, 2 Nostrums, Ambrosia, 3 Venoms, Bedroll, Sticky Gloves (Increases the amount of gold stolen by 50% (rounded up), suitable for rogues and beast warriors; handwear), Fire Bomb, Geode, Scroll of Blindness (Enables casting the Blinded effect to one target for three round. Each casting has a 50/50 chance of success and costs 1 ether.), Vampire's Court Sword (WP:12; 1/3 chance to cause bleeding; always causes bleeding to humanoids; great sword.), Chicken Drumstick (+1 Max. Health when eaten, consumable), 2 Myrrhs

Lesser Will-o-Wisp

Level 23 Dark Undead

Rotting Undead A

Level 30 Dark Undead

Rotting Undead B

Level 30 Dark Undead

Rotting Undead C

Level 30 Dark Undead.

Silivia

Level 35 Dark Undead

Vindsval Half-Born (Asphalt) *Encouraged and Hastened!*

37 year old, Male, Half Giant,

Level: 29 Witch *Gains Triple XP* *Immune to Asleep, Blinded, Confused, Fragile, Weakened, and Sealed Effects* Attacks Are Poisoned by 11, Dual Striking, Takes half Damage from Demon and Dark Type Enemies. *Encouraged!*

Power: 42 (28+12+1+1) (+10 to healing)

Defense: 4

Health: 42/45 (9+27+8)

Ether: 28/33 (5+27)

Gold: 348

Equipment:

Bifrost Blades (WP: 12, Fire, Aquatic, Earth, Ice, Light, Lightning Elemental, dual strike, dagger) *Poison 10* Medal of Glory (accessory, mark of true talent that allows the wearer to gain triple experience from battles, immunity toAsleep,Blinded,Confused, Fragile, andWeakened effects)(lent by Benji)

Lethauros Mail: SP: 4. Prismatic armor bright enough to banish darkness. You can feel the dragon watching you as your continue on your journey, aiding you in your hunt. The wearer takes half damage from Demon and Dark type enemies. Suitable for anyone, bodywear.

Gloves of the Hypocritical/Hippocratic Oath, Handwear, (Adds +10 to healing for characters with the Healing job trait and + 10 Poisoning for characters with the Wicked (or future equivalent) fighting style )

Inventory:

Consumables: 5X Remedy, Potion, 6X Grand Potion, 3X Smoke Bomb, 3X Tonic, 2x Venom (poison -1), 4X Deadly Venom (Poison -10), Banana, Poison Bomb, 4X Hurricane - This exotic drink grants the Hilariously and Luckily Drunk-effect, doubling the power of every attack, provided the consumer can state a pun related to his attack with every attack for the duration of one battle, 2X Grating Stone, Bone, Jarate, Geode, Agni Bomb, 2x Venom, Elixir

Spark Hammer (WP:8, (X2 against Aquatic, Flying, and Mechanical) lightning-elemental hammer),

Very Pink Parasol: Broomstick, WP:1, Male enemies are Enamored with the hero

Verkenner (WP:10, Darkness elemental Broomstick,(X2 against Humanoid and Holy/Luminous)ranged)

Xeno Whip (WP:4, poisoning the Xeno Whip doubles the poison output, whip)

Artefacts:

Wonky Shoes (footwear, SP: 3, suitable for all classes)(lent by Benj),

Toxic Hood: (Headwear. The green hood worn by the Rosalia Pestilence. Changes the poisoned effect, to Blessed for the duration of the battle if poisoned while wearing the hood, Usable by all.)

Ten-Gallon Hat: Gives the wearer the "Tourist" effect, causing no one to take them seriously)

Witch's Talisman (Causes the witch's poisonous attacks to deal poison 10 instead of poison 1; suitable for witches, accessory)

Ethereal Cloak (SP:2, Max. Ether +4, suitable for mages, clerics, necromancers, scholars and weather mages; backwear.

Raw Horsehide (Worth 10 Gold, or can be worn by Barbarian classes for SP:1)

Robes of the Archmagi (SP:3 Bodywear +5 Ether, immunity to Sealed Effect)

Mage's Muffler (Provides immunity to Sealed, accessory)

Gems: Emerald X2, Aquamarine,

Scrolls, Scroll of Poisoning. Can be cast on a weapon to give it Poison 10, for the duration of the battle at the cost of 5 Ether, Scroll of Frailty (Enables casting the Fragile effect to one target for three round. Each casting has a 50/50 chance of success and costs 1 ether.)

Decamon Cards: Cherub (Luminous 3)

Tools: Bedroll, Shovel, Compass

[Endgame]

"And you're considered "master class", Althior? Might want to invest in reading glasses, my friend."

I give Althior a Grand Tonic so he can keep casting.

[K-Nut]

Althior chuckles. "You try reading this, old friend. It's not as simple as it looks,"

[Asphalt]

OOC: Vindsval swapped his new arm for the Hippocratic Gloves. And sorry, thought I had a salts left. Also base power should be 29, ether +28, and Health +28 ( after his last level up) And not immune to sealed.

Edited February 4, 2016 by Asphalt

[Duvors]

(Throlar should be at 31 health and blessed due to the potion and soma he drank earlier.)

[Asphalt]

Vindsval Drinks a Potion and Tonic to replenish his Ether and missing health.

[Kintobor]

Okay, so everything's ready for the next set of pictures.... except I can't find Amber Makepeace's fig. So until I get a moment to look for her, bear with me.

Althior consumes a Grand Tonic: +15 ether.

Scroll of Luck: 2 (Success! Althior is Lucky! -10 ether)

The party descends into the depths of the underground, Vindsval finding it hard to squeeze. The air is stagnant and mouldy. The walls are lined with loose brick, masonry work that appeared to of not seen hundreds of years of work. The corridor looked like it could come down on them at any minute, but it thankfully didn't. The party could hear footsteps going back and forth, back and forth, as if pacing up ahead, a source of light glistening in the dark. Rounding a corner, the party enters a large library, filled with rotting tomes and decaying woodwork. It seemed anything of value had been looted already. A table and chair sit in the far corner, on top of which sits a candle, a single gold bar, and what appears to be a severed head, blonde golden locks flowing off the edge of the table, tied back into a ponytail. The head seemed to be rotten already. Behind that seemed to be the only thing of worth: a solid gold chest. A cool breeze washed through the room and soon became apparent why: a passage way had been opened behind the desk and chair and between two bookshelves. A secret passageway, perhaps?

A dark haired woman paced close to the table, looking irritable and obsessive over something. Her ripped and worn cloak flowed behind, with many open holes in the fabric. She locked eye contact with the party, narrowing her dead, glossed over eyes.

"Glad you could make it to my last performance her in Fellcrest. I'm going to be as simple as I can be: put your weapons away, or you can kiss this meeting goodbye. You four have pissed me off enough today, and I'd personally prefer it if we all left this room in soon state of life. It's up to you four, though."

The party can see movement in the secret passage, but it's not clear who's back there.

[Endgame]

I stow my staff away, but never letting it out of arm's reach.

"Let's talk, Amber. You talk first."

[Asphalt]

Vandal follows Sorrow's lead and returns his daggers to their scabbard.

What is it you would wish to say to us Madam?

[Duvors]

Throlar slung his bow across his sholders. "Well go ahead," he said, "I'm not stopping you."

[Kintobor]

Amber looks flabbergasted at the heroes' request for her to speak first but she nods, frowning as she does so.

"You want me to talk first? Fine. Why are you here? I've kept myself low for long enough that I had hoped you'd of forgotten about me, but it seems that now I'm left wondering what business you have in Fellcrest."

[Endgame]

Amber looks flabbergasted at the heroes' request for her to speak first but she nods, frowning as she does so.

"You want me to talk first? Fine. Why are you here? I've kept myself low for long enough that I had hoped you'd of forgotten about me, but it seems that now I'm left wondering what business you have in Fellcrest."

"I assume you have pieced this together, but we disagree with your plans. That's why we're here. As for who put us up to it, well... I'm unsure if you're ready to know that yet."

[Asphalt]

Enough double talk, So much time lost by those who would obscure the way. It was your Father who sent us here Madam. He fears for you, and wished for us to return you to him. Now please, I have spoken plainly of our intention, please do so in return.

Edited February 6, 2016 by Asphalt

[Duvors]

"Yeah, what they said, and also because I really don't like you. Though I think you knew that already."

[K-Nut]

"We're on a job. Why else? For someone who claims to have existential knowledge, you really are slow sometimes,"

[Kintobor]

"We're on a job. Why else? For someone who claims to have existential knowledge, you really are slow sometimes,"

"Pfft. Don't be silly. I've been to the other side, I haven't taken the whole tour. The afterlife sucks if my experience is anything to go by.

There's an ulterior motive for everything. The dark dwarves have a saying: no deed is done for free. There is a reason you're here. You know what I think it's for, Althior? It's to see me. You know... I could get behind that... if you weren't responsible for Silivia's death."

"Yeah, what they said, and also because I really don't like you. Though I think you knew that already."

"That's okay, dwarf, the feelings are mutual." Amber drew her gloved hand to her mouth and held it there for a moment before blowing the dwarf a half hearted kiss. She seemed somewhat out of it.

"I assume you have pieced this together, but we disagree with your plans. That's why we're here. As for who put us up to it, well... I'm unsure if you're ready to know that yet."

"What do you mean I'm "not ready"? I wasn't ready for a lot of things, but here I am. I wasn't ready for dying, I wasn't ready for being resurrected, I wasn't ready for you murdering Silivia! I mean, you bring her down here in a state of enthralment for Helvetia's sake! To do what? Salt my wounds? That's cold, Sorrow, even for someone like me." Amber looked on the edge of tears seeing Silivia in her current position. "You've made this personal for me, Sorrow, and I intend to do the same to you."

Enough double talk, So much time lost by those who would obscure the way. It was your Father who sent us here Madam. He fears for you, and wished for us to return you to him. Now please, I have spoken plainly of our intention, please do so in return.

Amber seems aghast at Vindsval's revelation. Her eyes dart and she turns away from the party, obscuring her face. It takes her a solid couple of seconds before she turns around and looks at Vindsval.

"I figured it'd be him. I guess I.... just needed to hear it coming from you four." Amber sits down in her chair, looking introspective and calm for once.

"I have the spell finished. This library held the answers to finalizing the spell. Imagine, a bunch of idiotic old wizards accidentally turn an entire town into a necropolis and lock their secrets away underground. This whole place is teeming with old wizard labs and rotting spell components from when this place was run by the living, and then BANG! Everyone winds up undead, and those that didn't go crazy started up a town in the ruins of the spell's destruction. My time here was used perfecting that spell that will turn Eubric into a necropolis... and also hopefully ensuring it doesn't explode once it is complete... or halfway through the spell, it wasn't quite clear on that bit, but whatever. I have the location all set out. I have the various spell components being transferred to the city... it'll be a few more months, sure, especially with you four shaking down the entirety of Fellcrest to find me and what I had hoped to be a base of operations, but I have it all ready to roll. It's just a matter of time now..." Amber lifts her arms into the air, giving a weak, but triumphant smile. "A matter of time until I win." Amber shrugs.

"So... what are you going to do now?"

[Endgame]

"I gave you fair warning, Amber. And I do believe Silvia was the one who turned Lyudmilla against us, so... You'll have to excuse my lack of sympathy.

Well, as you've probably deduced, we're not huge fans of you committing a mass murder. I think you're ill, Amber. You're not putting the pieces together. You don't understand what you're doing is wrong. And you don't understand we're here to make things right.

Gentlemen? I think we might have similar ideas right now?"

Edited February 9, 2016 by Endgame

[Asphalt]

Vindsval speaks softly to Sorrow and the others.

"I believe she has gone quite mad in her search for absolute power. We cannot allow her to complete this ritual."

He then addresses Amber

You must know that I, we, cannot allow you to destroy or even alter an entire city to suit your own designs. Is there no way we can convince you to take another pat?"

[Asphalt]

​What say you Miss Makepeace, will our Paths continue? Or will one or more of them end here, in this dank hole?

Edited February 10, 2016 by Asphalt

[Duvors]

"That's okay, dwarf, the feelings are mutual." Amber drew her gloved hand to her mouth and held it there for a moment before blowing the dwarf a half hearted kiss. She seemed somewhat out of it.

Throlar bowed dramatically.

"What do you mean I'm "not ready"? I wasn't ready for a lot of things, but here I am. I wasn't ready for dying, I wasn't ready for being resurrected, I wasn't ready for you murdering Silivia! I mean, you bring her down here in a state of enthralment for Helvetia's sake! To do what? Salt my wounds? That's cold, Sorrow, even for someone like me." Amber looked on the edge of tears seeing Silivia in her current position. "You've made this personal for me, Sorrow, and I intend to do the same to you."

"Oh please, Sillvia chose to fight us, it's not like we stabbed her in the back with a poisoned dagger while she was sleeping or anything like that, I admit that having her here as a mindless undead isn't exactly nice, but Sorrow doesn't really have any control over who he raises, it's completely random. And you're a fine one to talk anyway, what about you possessing the countess? Or going farther back, how about the paladins you raised as mindless undead? Admittedly most of them were probably racist bastards in life, but I doubt they deserved mindless slavery. Or these other ghouls here?" he pointed at the rotting undead, "These were yours a while ago, and they were just as empty then as they are now! These were people Amber, and you or Sillvia just turned them into this... this parody of life, no, sorry, this parody of undeath. If you're going to try to guilt trip us at least have the decency to not be a hypocrite about it!"

Amber seems aghast at Vindsval's revelation. Her eyes dart and she turns away from the party, obscuring her face. It takes her a solid couple of seconds before she turns around and looks at Vindsval.

"I figured it'd be him. I guess I.... just needed to hear it coming from you four." Amber sits down in her chair, looking introspective and calm for once.

"I have the spell finished. This library held the answers to finalizing the spell. Imagine, a bunch of idiotic old wizards accidentally turn an entire town into a necropolis and lock their secrets away underground. This whole place is teeming with old wizard labs and rotting spell components from when this place was run by the living, and then BANG! Everyone winds up undead, and those that didn't go crazy started up a town in the ruins of the spell's destruction. My time here was used perfecting that spell that will turn Eubric into a necropolis... and also hopefully ensuring it doesn't explode once it is complete... or halfway through the spell, it wasn't quite clear on that bit, but whatever. I have the location all set out. I have the various spell components being transferred to the city... it'll be a few more months, sure, especially with you four shaking down the entirety of Fellcrest to find me and what I had hoped to be a base of operations, but I have it all ready to roll. It's just a matter of time now..." Amber lifts her arms into the air, giving a weak, but triumphant smile. "A matter of time until I win." Amber shrugs.

"So... what are you going to do now?"

"Let me get this straight, you are planning to use a spell that has the potential to backfire explosively to turn one of the most chaotic, disorganized, badly run, corrupt, and economically powerful cities in the entire world, a city that is, I may add, currently led by six houses and a crime ring who are all fighting each other like cats and dogs over utterly pointless feuds, is at the center of all trade on the Crystalline Sea, is the center of operations for the paladin order, and has over a fifth of it's population walled off from the rest of the city, into a necropolis? And you also believe that this will not only somehow solve all of the city's problems, but that (presumably) you will become the leader of this new necropolis and that everything will end with that?"

"Ehehehe. Eheheheeheeheeheehahahahaha-"

He took a deep breath, seeming to calm for a second, before flinging his head back and shouting at the top of his voice;

"AMBER MAKEPEACE IS AN IMBECILE!"

He took another shuddering breath, before lowering his head again.

"Look, even if you manage to pull off the whole 'turn the city into a necropolis' thing how do you think everyone will react to it? You said yourself that there's a chance of some of them going insane, and the one who don't aren't likely to take too kindly to being turned into undead, the aforementioned paladin order especially. And what on earth makes you think that poverty or racism will just vanish? To paraphrase my good enemy Eric 'an undead orc is still an orc'. Undeath isn't some great unifying factor.

And what about everyone else? How do you think the other nations of the world will react? Do you think they'll look at Eubric and say 'oh look, everybody there has been turned into undead by some crazy necromancer, cool! Let's act as if nothing has really changed at all and treat them as people and equals!' because they won't you know. Nor will they see you as some friendly advocate for undead equality. They'll see another necromancer with dreams of of world conquest, and to be honest, I've met you in person and I wouldn't be surprised if you were planning to take over the world. They will see the center of trade of half the world attacked, to the nations of the Crystalline Sea, no, the entire world, this will be no less than an act of war. Think of it, every kingdom and empire and principality and dukedom in Olegaia, coming for you. There is no way in hell you could stand against them.

And once they're finished with you they'll suddenly realize that Eubric is now pretty much up for grabs and start fighting each other for it. After all, who wouldn't want Eubric? It's so placed that anyone who holds it pretty much controls all trade in the Crystaline Sea. And once all that's over, what will be the net result? Undead will be even more despised than they are now, the Free Islands will be a wartorn wreck, and no matter who comes out on top the balance of power will be irrevocably shattered."

"By the by, whose head is that on the table?"

Edited February 11, 2016 by Lord Duvors

[Asphalt]

"You speak volumes Throlar."

[Duvors]

"You speak volumes Throlar."

"Is that a compliment or a sarcastic way of saying that I shout a lot? Actually, don't answer that."

[Asphalt]

"It could be said that you speak more than many, but perhaps say less than some."

[Duvors]

"It could be said that you speak more than many, but perhaps say less than some."

"Double meanings, brilliant."