[ The messages are still unexpected, particularly in the format through which they come, and it's a miracle he doesn't again break his implant in scurrying to address the question. ]
There's a limit to how much you can produce in a day, but all you have to do is call out what type of liquid you need while holding it and pour. Water, salt water, oil, wine, vinegar, beer, honey, acid, a little bit of poison ...it's based on something my friend had.
But be warned, I couldn't get it to work properly without including the ability to replicate mayonnaise. I still don't understand why the runes won't function without that part.
[ There's a pause in spite of the format of their messages, as if his mind has actually shut off from communicating to really and truly give this matter his full concentration. ]
You need to provide more detail. Does it replicate mayonnaise in addition to whatever fluid it's excreting at the time? Is it optional? Don't be vague about the mayonnaise and then just keep talking.
[Taryon takes a few minutes hoisting his latest invention and running over to Sasuke's room, carrying a gallon-sized jug. Around the rim are a series of runes etched into the metal - there were many plastic containers, but they would break while he tried to infused them with magic. What a fragile, useless material.
Once Sasuke opens the door, he holds up the Alchemy Jug proudly.]
Here it is! You'll have your water, no matter where you are!
[ He doesn't expect to have to wait long, but even still he's alerted to Taryon's presence before he's fully ready to distance himself from his current activity. And when Sasuke opens the door, revealing himself in all his sullen splendor, it'll become clear what that was.
His hair is mismatched, bangs shorter by a full inch on one side than the other, and given both the incredibly sharp knife he holds in his hand and the strands of sheared black locks neatly gathered on a pillow in the center of the bed it's clear it's his own doing. Finished cutting his own hair or not (decidedly not) he tucks that knife away on his person, mismatched gaze – one eye almost black, the other a strange ringed violet – dropping to the jug with which he's being presented. ]
So this is it. [ His now freed hand – the only one he has, if his loose and dangling left sleeve is any indication – lifts to take it, experimentally shaking it once to hear the slosh of liquid inside. ]
... fine. You can come in. [ He steps aside to make way, revealing a room bereft of little more than his hair scraps and a single sword propped up in the corner. ]
[The awful haircut hurts Taryon's soul deeply. It must have looked nice before a knife attacked it, and the symmetry would have complimented Sasuke's mismatched eyes - the ones that must have had a hand in messing up the implant. It's difficult not to catch the disappointment in his eyes at Sasuke's appearance.]
It is. [He steps inside to take in the appearance of the room.] So, you can make up to twelve gallons of saltwater a day, but not everything else I listed. Hopefully, you don't need two different liquids in one day, but the jug can't do that either.
[He stops near the bed.] What do you need all the water for, anyway?
[ Taryon looks at him with disappointment in his eyes, and it's strangely therapeutic. Finally, someone giving him the reaction he feels he's spent his whole life earning. ]
Twelve gallons? [ He pauses, pensive. Then: ]
What the hell is a gallon? [ what is this IMPERIAL NONSENSE, we can't go further until this is addressed ]
It's...[He points at the jug Sasuke is holding.] That much, times twelve. [Oh god. He realizes that every other measurement he listed on the sheet of paper he was using as reference won't make sense.]
Just - give me a moment. I'll write this out as fractions. [He unfolds a sheet of paper and draws a vertical line to the right of the table, now converting ounces, and quarts into "1/128ths of a jug" and "1/4ths of a jug." Hope you're good at math, Sasuke.]
This his how much of the other liquids you can make.
[ The jug is lifted higher, tilted, as if he can better understand the volume by assessing the mass instead. The variable mass, which is magic. It'll click for him soon. ]
... what you're saying is it produces a very small amount at a time. Twelve of these? That's not sufficient for me. [ Not to say that something like this is without its uses... but. ]
That's too small? What do you need all that water for?
[It's enough for alchemical uses, and it keeps the party hydrated.]
The poison won't kill a man by itself, but you can coat a weapon in it to cause more damage or make him really ill. I'd recommend it to kill pests, if you need to.
[ His assessment ends as soon as Taryon's answer does, and his regained sense of criticism and judgement is apparent in his expression. The poison won't kill a man. The water won't sustain a tidal wave. Disappointing. ]
We aren't going to be fighting pests. We're fighting beasts.
Why I need the water is my own business... but what I need is enough to fill a room this size, at a minimum. So this isn't what I require.
[ Even as he holds onto it and noticeably refuses to give it back. ]
[Taryon's hard work, all for a disappointed look. Maybe he should have tried something more impressive, like power gauntlets, or flying shoes - but Sasuke doesn't seem like the kind of person who would be easily impressed by a simple trick like lighting a sword on fire. He had high standards.
Well. Then all he has to do is to do better next time. Taryon straightens.] Then, you will need to look into finding a body of water for that. Otherwise, you'll just have to get creative with the jug's uses when you fight.
Ah, well, I suppose we'll figure out a fee in the future. If is not to your liking, I'll give it to you for free!
[He clenched his fist and nods. Yes, they're working together, even if they're not on the same team, and Taryon is fine with missing a few gold. Or kryptos, as they call it here.]
Alright, then. Hand it over, and grab a glass or something. I'll show you how to get water.
It's not to my liking. I'll take this one for free.
[ BEFORE A DEMONSTRATION HAS EVEN OCCURRED, but if you give him even a single inch he will absolutely take a mile. Or rather if you give him a centimeter he'll take a kilometer.
Either way he's picking that jug right back out and extending it to Taryon, before slowly turning his head to take inventory of a room he already knows intimately after detailed inspections. There are no cups in here. This pointed stare is absolutely for the purpose of communicating that fact to Taryon. ]
[Taryon sighs - but out of the goodness of his own heart, he will give this as a gift.]
No? Ew, that's too much water. [At least he didn't offer to create mayonnaise or oil?] How about moving this to the showers? You can practice your magic there without damaging the floors.
[ The dismissive sound is quiet but unmissable, doing little to hide this inconvenience – however minor. For a moment, as he turns his back and approaches his bed, it seems like he's planning to refuse... but instead he plucks up the knife he was using on his uneven hair, unceremoniously treating the longer strands to an unmeasured, instantaneous slice or two.
Even still, it's uncanny how close to symmetrical he's able to get it. ]
Fine, though there isn't any magic for me to practice, unless you're talking about using this jug. I already told you that what I need is more water than a few... gallons. [ Points for Imperial name retention. ]
Lead the way. And while you're at it you can tell me what kinds of materials your work requires.
[Taryon needs to introduce this guy to a processional barber, even if he's really good at cutting his own hair. It would be way less of a hassle if Sasuke didn't leave his hair lying in his room, and the cut would be neater with scissors.]
So how do you manipulate water, if not with magic? [He turns into the hallway and heads towards the shower room.] Because all this - in my world, at least - is powered with arcane enchantments. I can use just about any material to make the base object, or I can buy it myself. That jug's from a department store. But I need to engrave the runes myself.
[He pushes the door to the showers with one hand and the jug tucked under his other arm.]
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Elaborate.
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[ He already had the thought that this individual was potentially useful, but now here he is proving it. What a rarity. ]
Does it require energy or any input to use?
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But be warned, I couldn't get it to work properly without including the ability to replicate mayonnaise. I still don't understand why the runes won't function without that part.
I can bring it over to your room right now.
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What you're saying about mayonnaise
[ There's a pause in spite of the format of their messages, as if his mind has actually shut off from communicating to really and truly give this matter his full concentration. ]
You need to provide more detail. Does it replicate mayonnaise in addition to whatever fluid it's excreting at the time? Is it optional? Don't be vague about the mayonnaise and then just keep talking.
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Mayonnaise just to happens to be one such option. I have no idea for what reason. [Dungeons and Dragons can be a very weird setting.]
I guess if you ever are in the kitchen and need 2 gallons of mayo, you'll be set.
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[ thank goodness he isn't taking this way too seriously or anything ]
But fine. It's not in line with what I requested but you've provided more instead of less. I'll host you in my room.
Revelation, room 007. I'm there now.
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Once Sasuke opens the door, he holds up the Alchemy Jug proudly.]
Here it is! You'll have your water, no matter where you are!
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His hair is mismatched, bangs shorter by a full inch on one side than the other, and given both the incredibly sharp knife he holds in his hand and the strands of sheared black locks neatly gathered on a pillow in the center of the bed it's clear it's his own doing. Finished cutting his own hair or not (decidedly not) he tucks that knife away on his person, mismatched gaze – one eye almost black, the other a strange ringed violet – dropping to the jug with which he's being presented. ]
So this is it. [ His now freed hand – the only one he has, if his loose and dangling left sleeve is any indication – lifts to take it, experimentally shaking it once to hear the slosh of liquid inside. ]
... fine. You can come in. [ He steps aside to make way, revealing a room bereft of little more than his hair scraps and a single sword propped up in the corner. ]
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It is. [He steps inside to take in the appearance of the room.] So, you can make up to twelve gallons of saltwater a day, but not everything else I listed. Hopefully, you don't need two different liquids in one day, but the jug can't do that either.
[He stops near the bed.] What do you need all the water for, anyway?
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Twelve gallons? [ He pauses, pensive. Then: ]
What the hell is a gallon? [ what is this IMPERIAL NONSENSE, we can't go further until this is addressed ]
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Just - give me a moment. I'll write this out as fractions. [He unfolds a sheet of paper and draws a vertical line to the right of the table, now converting ounces, and quarts into "1/128ths of a jug" and "1/4ths of a jug." Hope you're good at math, Sasuke.]
This his how much of the other liquids you can make.
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... what you're saying is it produces a very small amount at a time. Twelve of these? That's not sufficient for me. [ Not to say that something like this is without its uses... but. ]
What kind of poison will it make?
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[It's enough for alchemical uses, and it keeps the party hydrated.]
The poison won't kill a man by itself, but you can coat a weapon in it to cause more damage or make him really ill. I'd recommend it to kill pests, if you need to.
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We aren't going to be fighting pests. We're fighting beasts.
Why I need the water is my own business... but what I need is enough to fill a room this size, at a minimum. So this isn't what I require.
[ Even as he holds onto it and noticeably refuses to give it back. ]
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Well. Then all he has to do is to do better next time. Taryon straightens.] Then, you will need to look into finding a body of water for that. Otherwise, you'll just have to get creative with the jug's uses when you fight.
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He clicks his tongue softly, turning to place the jug on the small nightstand beside his bed. ]
Are you charging me for this? You haven't demonstrated yet how to use it, either.
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[He clenched his fist and nods. Yes, they're working together, even if they're not on the same team, and Taryon is fine with missing a few gold. Or kryptos, as they call it here.]
Alright, then. Hand it over, and grab a glass or something. I'll show you how to get water.
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[ BEFORE A DEMONSTRATION HAS EVEN OCCURRED, but if you give him even a single inch he will absolutely take a mile. Or rather if you give him a centimeter he'll take a kilometer.
Either way he's picking that jug right back out and extending it to Taryon, before slowly turning his head to take inventory of a room he already knows intimately after detailed inspections. There are no cups in here. This pointed stare is absolutely for the purpose of communicating that fact to Taryon. ]
... use your mouth.
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No? Ew, that's too much water. [At least he didn't offer to create mayonnaise or oil?] How about moving this to the showers? You can practice your magic there without damaging the floors.
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[ The dismissive sound is quiet but unmissable, doing little to hide this inconvenience – however minor. For a moment, as he turns his back and approaches his bed, it seems like he's planning to refuse... but instead he plucks up the knife he was using on his uneven hair, unceremoniously treating the longer strands to an unmeasured, instantaneous slice or two.
Even still, it's uncanny how close to symmetrical he's able to get it. ]
Fine, though there isn't any magic for me to practice, unless you're talking about using this jug. I already told you that what I need is more water than a few... gallons. [ Points for Imperial name retention. ]
Lead the way. And while you're at it you can tell me what kinds of materials your work requires.
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So how do you manipulate water, if not with magic? [He turns into the hallway and heads towards the shower room.] Because all this - in my world, at least - is powered with arcane enchantments. I can use just about any material to make the base object, or I can buy it myself. That jug's from a department store. But I need to engrave the runes myself.
[He pushes the door to the showers with one hand and the jug tucked under his other arm.]
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