Conversation Space I.

[powersthatbe]

The room is small, intimate. You are alone. There is no sign of a way in or out. Ping-pong balls crunch underfoot, and empty giftboxes, meticulously wrapped and ribboned, are lined up against one wall, while a humming wall of server blades are racked on the opposite wall. A high-backed, gilt chair with red velvet cushions faces an ornate, full-length mirror, and beside the chair is a mug of steaming hot chocolate on a tiny side table, steaming invitingly from beneath a layer of fifteen half-melted marshmallows.

What do you do?

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[powersthatare]

"Forget?" the Don rasps, surprised. "Did I speak of forgetfulness? No. The journey is everything. I will set you back on le road, but what you carry with you - that will change, indeed."

[wholeheaded]

Oh gods what.

"What will change about what I carry with me?"

[powersthatare]

"Who can say? Putting you in the place you began, with the knowledge you gained on your journey - how will that change the future you would have had?"

[wholeheaded]

...what.

"I can't even begin to imagine. With what I've learned, what I can do... I could be a new Wizard, a-and not a charlatan."

[powersthatare]

"Then perhaps you will."