It's Like I'm Talking to a Wall!

[Calx Vir]

[Closed]

And there he was, alone. Calx the Golem had been wandering the damp forest floor of Concordia for ages it seemed. He never personally cared, he was eternal and couldn't even really understand what time was. He was just... There. He was created in order to complete a single job: To protect his creator. Well, in essence. His creation also had intended for him to be a cold-hearted statue, but when it turned out that Calx couldn't even step through a flower patch, he was turned loose.

Void of rhyme or reason, the golem pounded his feet slowly and surely, his jade eyes focused on the ground before him so he made sure he didn't accidentally crush any flowers, for that would just shatter his soul. The uneven forest floor was tough for the uncoordinated golem, for he constantly stumbled despite his focus. Calx had made this walking his life, his job, because he didn't know anything else. He had no real purpose anymore, since his unexpected release, and he wasn't intelligent enough to realize that he was doing absolutely nothing other than aimless wandering.

He watched where he stepped so carefully that he didn't even notice the -

Thud.

- Tree that he happened to walk into. The collision halted his movement, but didn't even threaten his footing. He simply stopped, didn't even recoil. After a second the golem stepped back and looked forward at the wet, rugged bark of the tree. As if that was the first time he ever saw such a thing, Calx brought up a hand to slowly brush it against the tree, eyes wide with amazement. The sudden interest in what he had run into faded after a quick moment, when the golem heard a roar from behind him.

Bewildered, the stone man turned his body to face a fully grown brown bear, standing on all fours right in front of him. Either his hearing was terrible or he just didn't care, because any man wouldn't let a bear get that close to him. Calx just simply tilted his rocky head to the side like a confused dog. The ferocious animal in front of him brought it's snout up to the golem's face, sniffed a couple of times, then turned to continue on it's own trail, mumbling in its own Bear language all the way.

Calx, easily distracted, renewed his attention upward as he heard the soft and melodious pitter-patter of rain on stone, his own body. It had been raining on and off all week in Concordia, making the air humid and calm, adding to the generally peaceful nature. Through the full, thick and green canopies of the forest's trees, the golem could see the sky hanging low with patches of light gray clouds, the intrusive sun rays getting through wherever they could. This fantastic sight left Calx speechless... If he could talk. He even managed to lift up a hand to try and touch the sky, his obsidian stone glistening with rain water. Whether he was doing it for the sake of doing it or if he actually thought he could touch the sky, no one knows. But nonetheless, Concordia forest contained so much beauty that it takes a seemingly brainless golem to realize it all.

As of now, he was in heaven.

[Calx Vir]

Like a mindless drone making his daily search, the golem continued on his fruitless journey of carefully walking through Concordia. The place was a lush cornucopia full of sight and smells but also sounds as well, and it all amused Vir. The rain had stopped, leaving that fresh watery scent that Calx would've loved, though no one really knows if he can smell. But despite, the gentle dripping sounds filled the air as the water escaped off the leafy plateaus of the trees above.

Calx stopped on a soft mound of grassy earth, overlooking a stream, overflowing with rain water and flowing at top speed. His heavy feet gently settled into the rain-softened grass, sinking into the hill a good couple of inches. A smile spread as wide as it could across his face as a small red bird happily chirped onto his shoulder. It made him happy, that was simply known. If Calx was a man and not a seemingly mindless golem, he would be questioning right now why people tend to miss the natural beauty of the world. The trees, the water, the grass, the sky, the animals, it was all magnificent. Leave it to a stone cold rock golem to figure that out. With his new bird friend sitting on his shoulder, he was now apart of that natural beauty. He loved it.

What more could a nature-loving golem ask for? He was right in the middle of everything. He slowly craned his neck up to look at the sky again, the clouds had cleared and the sun's light inundated every single hole in the leaves above that it could get through, brilliant orange-red rays illuminated the naturally shady area and brought out the dancing shadows from their hiding places. The ambient glow of midday was pure beauty, and the light accentuated his eyes as a set of rays seemed to single him out on the little hill in the middle of the small stream clearing.

If it weren't for the events that were about to occur, Calx would've probably just froze right where he stood, becoming one with Concordia once and for all.

[Calx Vir]

At once, everything was right in the golem's little world. If he could worry, he didn't have any, if he could regret, he didn't have any. It was perfect, and his simple mind began to melt away into the natural world of Concordia.

If only things were so simple...

"Now!"

At that sudden moment, Calx's eyes widened as he felt an iron strong vice grip wrap around his legs and arms with the sound of the soft earth opening its wide mouth, tightening enough to make him immobile. Surprised at the sudden attack, the golem began to pull at his chains as he looked down, only to see that they weren't chains, but thick and thorny green vines that had suddenly erupted from the earthen mound that he stood upon. The simpleminded Vir immediately stopped his resistance, yet retained a sad look on his stone face, made worse when his bird friend escaped the situation. Betrayed by what he held dear the most. He probably would've been able to break free of the vines, but he didn't want to hurt something nature had created.

Defeated, Calx simply stood still, waiting for his capturers to come and claim their prize. He didn't feel anger though, not yet at least, because he didn't even understand what was happening. He didn't know what was going on.

"Ye think it safe?" came a male's hearty voice from behind. Calx couldn't turn to see, but he heard a quick yet quiet "Indeed." responding to the question.

As the group began to circle the stranded golem, their voices became more audible. Yet the unintelligent Calx could only understand half of the words, such as 'safe.' "The spell should hold long enough to determine whether or not the creature is hostile." came a light, melodic female voice from the side. Calx turned his head to see an elegantly dressed half-elf coming to his front, draped with a set of light leather armor, still shining with that 'new' look about it, and a small white mace hooked on her belt. Vir acknowledged her flowing red locks of hair that cascaded down her fragile face. She must've been a druid, though the golem didn't know of the term, nor the fact that she was most likely a newcomer to Adventure. He simply recognized her beauty, but not in the form of attraction.

"It be a damned statue, it must be hostile!" The tough, outlandish voice spoke again and Calx turned his head the other way to view it's source: A short, stalwart dwarf armed with a battle axe and sporadic pieces of chainmail. Contrary to his half-elven companion, the dwarf lacked the beauty that Calx admired, with a rugged face that seemed to hide a sense of inexperience behind it and similarly red hair, yet plastered to his head in uneven sections and knotted like pretzels. "Gah!"

"Stay calm, Hegnar, this is a golem, and... It's smiling at me." Calx had turned to look back at the pretty druid, and indeed he was.

[Calx Vir]

The dwarf warrior, Hegnar, scoffed as he pulled his metal boot out from the mud puddle he had stepped into, shaking it off a little then turning his attention back to his friend.

"Ye dolt, I got me foot caught in the mud!" He growled.

The half-elven druid let out a small chuckle, "I did not expect a strong dwarf like yourself to care about being dirty." She held back an amused grin, standing at the bottom of the small mound that the golem stood on, who was simply looking around at random things. She studied him, slowly inching her way closer.

Hegnar responded with a scowl, which quickly faded and turned into a "Bwahahaha!" after realizing his companions obvious joke. He noticed her studying the captive golem, nearly forgetting about their prize and saw her cautiously approaching the obsidian black construct.

"Ye pansy, let me assess the situation!" He yelled across the mound, halting his friend's movement, and she watched with wide eyes as Hegnar brought his battleaxe to bear, holding it in a defensive position as he charged the golem. He stopped short of Calx, just a couple feet from the towering black stone, nearly twice his height, expecting Calx Vir to try and lash out at him.

Nothing happened, and even the sky must've been amused by the little show, as it laughed to tears, bringing down another light rain.

[Calx Vir]

The black golem looked quizzically down at the small dwarf warrior, obviously bewildered. Hegnar stayed in his defensive position, not letting himself be caught by surprise, and suddenly he saw the thick, snake-like vines uncoil slowly to release the golem. The spell had begun to wear off, and a half-frightened, half-ready expression came on his face.

"Hurry, raise some more vines, Maruna!" He screamed, yet the half-elf had the expression that she didn't intend to.

The half-elf Maruna shook her head, subconsciously raising a hand to counter the light rain, "I don't think it wants to harm us," she said calmly. The druid casually walked up the mound to stand before the freed Calx, who stood where he was, still soaking in the sight, his mind apparently flooded with news of other, more preternatural life. He didn't know what to do, how to respond. Though the stream ahead of the crew responded to the excitement by growing slightly, the peaceful and rhythmic sound of its flow growing ever so slightly as silence ensued the trio, all contemplating.

Does he attack them? No, they weren't attacking him. Nor were they hurting his precious Nature.

Does he leave them? No, they seemed to be interested in him, that much the simpleminded golem knew.

Does he follow them? No, they weren't going anywhere.

What to do?!

Realizing that Calx wasn't going to do anything harmful, Hegnar harrumphed, putting his iron-colored battleaxe on his back.

[Calx Vir]

"What do ye suggest we be doing with the thing?" Hegnar spoke in his loud outlandish voice, breaking the silence. Calx stood stone strong, not even shifting his stance a little bit. He was looking back and forth at the duo of adventurers as they spoke respectively, his stone neck creaking in protest as the magical stone ground on itself. Maruna shrugged.

"We can try taking it back to camp, " The half-eld druid began, circling the golem. The rain had become a light sprinkle, showering the troop with cool mist that felt good in the muggy weather, glistening off the shiny obsidian stone of Calx.

"You think it'd follow us?"

"It'd be like draggin' a damned stone wall with us... I'll be damned if it even hears us."

Disregarding the warrior's comment, Maruna walked away from the other two towards the flowing stream, turning back after a moment to look sternly at the golem, who had been staring intently back at her.

"Follow me." She commanded, rather bluntly. The druid waved her arm at Calx, who was watching the events unfold around him. The golem was suddenly introduced to another, deeper dimension to life, or so it seemed to him. People similar in shape like him, walking with purpose like him, but that purpose was totally different. That got the simpleminded Calx thinking, because maybe there was more to living than just walking around looking at things... Maybe. Animal curiosity gripped his stone soul with a giant hand and pulled him to following the pretty druid's command, which he did indeed understand.

The simple, two-word command brought out another loud "Bwahahaha!" from her dwarf companion, who was looking at Calx incredulously. He didn't seem to notice the spark of interest that had immediately erupted on the golem's face.

"What a dumb thing ye be tryin'," Hegnar began, ignoring Calx and turning to follow Maruna away from the black stone golem, "Let's jus' forget 'bout -"

The ground itself seemed to move a little bit, halting Hegnar's movement and forcing a wide smile on the wishful druid's face. The short warrior pivoted to watch Calx lift his heavy stone body from the holes his feet had made, just standing in the rather soft earthen mound. He watched as the heavy Calx Vir slowly but surely began to walk towards Maruna, who had, confident in her new follower, already turned, hopped over the stream, and walked away.

"By the gods, it's movin'!" Hegnar cried, paralyzed with shocking amazement as Calx made his way by him, ignoring his comparatively small form and walking towards Maruna, simply stepping through the shallow stream, practically damming it up in the process. The dwarf noticed Calx's gaze move downward at times, as if he was carefully watching his step, and after the other two were a good distance ahead, the bewildered warrior finally came to his own senses and followed.

To camp it was, then!

[Calx Vir]

Calx didn't know the amount of time that he spent following Maruna and her dwarf companion, Hegnar, but the sun had begun its lazy slide down the cloudless western horizon, leaving its place in the newly dimmed Althanas to the moon. It wasn't completely gone though, and the sun's reddish rays shone through the fruitful trees to give the entirety of Concordia a very peaceful glow, being the bright side of the annoyingly muggy weather. Every now and then Calx's gaze subconsciously drifted downward, just to make sure he wasn't crushing any kind of pretty flower, but it immediately snapped back up to watch the druid's back determinedly, remembering his task at hand.

Hegnar, obviously disliking the trek, kept mumbling quietly to himself, annoyed when he had to constantly throw his dense, heavy body over the countless puddles formed from the day's previous raining. He snorted after hopping a puddle and landing in a patch of grass, only to find out that that grass had been hiding yet some more mud.

"Damned be all of Concordia." he rumbled, receiving a friendly laugh from Maruna, who didn't seem to mind stepping through mud with her high leather boots, her legs clod with dried mud.

"I'll say," She began, stepping over a decomposing log and brushing a low-hanging branch of leaves from her face, "I'll never stop being amused by the fact that I, being a druid, a woman no less, don't care about getting dirty while you, a stout, ale-loving dwarf, do."

Hegnar laughed sarcastically, "I just bought these boots, and now I be needin' 'em cleaned!" He said, hoisting his heavy battleaxe to a more comfortable position, Maruna chuckled at the excuse.

The druid opened her mouth to respond before she heard the crunch of wood being broken, turning back to see Calx smashing through the dead log she had hopped over a moment before with his heavy stone feet, not bothering to go around or over it. He hadn't been watching his footing at the time, but the simpleminded golem inwardly breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that he hadn't smashed anything significantly beautiful, or alive for that matter.

"I'm surprised he still follows us." Maruna remarked.

"I'm surprised it still follows us, you don't know the things gender."

Sighing at the dwarf's response, Maruna said "Just assuming. It doesn't matter now though, for we're almost there."

[Calx Vir]

After some more puddle-hopping and log-stomping, the trio finally arrived at their destination. Night had finally come, the moon making itself known by shining brightly in the clear and starless evening sky, bringing with it a cool wind that purified the humid air, making it a little easier on the lungs. Maruna audibly sniffed as she crossed between some trees, coming up to some leafy bushes that stood as tall as she.

Holding her arm in front of her face, the druid began to push past the harmless bushes, shortly coming through into a small, circular and even clearing, a blazing fire in the middle of a triangle of one-man leather tents caught her attention.

"I smell something good." She commented, sniffing some more.

"I be smellin' my meat!" Hegnar roared, the short warrior practically charging through the bushes, past Maruna and straight towards the fire. A pan of well-cooked, salted jerky, a tin of some drink, and a loaf of dry bread sat in wait, calling to the hungry dwarf. He hoisted his battleaxe off his back and carelessly tossed it in front of the farthest tent's entrance flap, most likely his own, then immediately plopped his heavy form near the small buffet with a thud and began to dig in. The half-elf chuckled.

"Parissus?" Maruna asked, taking a couple steps forward, fully coming into the small campsite, and out from the tent behind the grubbing dwarf came a man, the third of the band of adventurers. "I see you cooked us a fine meal."

The human, Parissus, got out of his little tent and stood up behind Hegnar, looking at the druid. He was well-built, lean and muscular. His brown, shoulder-length unruly hair hid a handsome, rugged face, with hazel eyes that exuded experience. He wore a plain white tunic, fastened with a black leather belt and leather slacks.

"Bring back anything special?" He asked, a smile appearing on his face when he saw Hegnar devouring the meal that he had prepared moments before. Though the smile wasn't only because of the dwarf, for the knowing human obviously noticed the slow thud, thud, thud... of heavy footprints that closely followed the same path that Maruna and Hegnar just came through. "Did you magically charm a bear or something?"

The half-elf druid chuckled as usual and turned to watch the bushes, awaiting the arrival of her new friend, though rather slowly.

[Calx Vir]

Silence engulfed the scene, save the crackling of the blazing fire, the wooden logs screaming for their lives, and the obnoxious eating of the dwarven fighter, who practically inhaled the strips of jerky. Maruna and Parissus waited, a knowing smile on the druid's face and an anticipating one on the human's.

The quietness was quickly replaced by the rambunctious sound of something large stomping through the bushes, shuffling leaves and breaking any sticks that dared resist. After a moment the black form of Calx Vir emerged, the bushes receiving a gap in his wake. Normally he wouldn't mow down something like that with abandon, but his sight, being as poor as any normal human's, only saw Maruna and Hegnar disappear into a solid black vortex rather than the vibrant green bush that it would've been in broad daylight. The golem busted through with a smile on his face, watching Maruna, but immediately gazed at the fire, which was forcing its shadow slaves to dance in mad waltzes across his rocky face, the light reflecting off his powerful jade eyes.

"Haha!" Parissus exclaimed, not overly excited but intrigued nonetheless, "And who is this?"

"A golem we found randomly back along the way," Maruna began to explain, "It seemed harmless enough, and even followed me when I told him to."

"It." Hegnar corrected from behind, with a mouthful of bread.

Parissus examined the stone construct from afar, interested yet seeming as if he had expected different. "Very strange, a golem in the wilderness. A small, benign one at that. Usually golems are thrice this one's size. Hm... Strange indeed."

Maruna nodded in agreement as Parissus, obviously the smartest and most experienced member of the trio, continued, "He will certainly require some more careful examination in the morn, it is getting late," He said, looking up, regarding the midnight sky, "You think that our new friend Rocky wouldn't mind bunking up with us for the night?"

Maruna nodded again and turned from Parissus to regard Calx, who still stood near his self-made entrance watching the dancing fire. He had listened to her command, hinting at some sort of intelligence behind the stones, and maybe they had found a new member for their troop. But that wasn't the time to discuss such matters. There was no doubting that Calx was interesting, but she knew that there was a more important task at hand, as did Parissus. So the introduction of the golem wasn't as monumental as it might have been if the three adventurers didn't have something more important on their minds.

The daunting task that had the three adventurers there in the first place...

[Calx Vir]

"Come over here." Maruna called, looking at the mesmerized Calx, who still stared at the flames. Probably the weirdest thing he has seen in his short, one-sided life. Hegnar finished his meal with a long swig of drink from his tin, the finale being a loud belch followed by a careless "Bwahaha!" Parissus shook his head with a smile on his face.

"Come over here." Maruna commanded again, this time a little louder, which did seem to catch the golem's attention, and she motioned for Calx to go sit in front of the tent across from Hegnar, who was satisfyingly rubbing his belly and enjoying the fire. The shelter was just big enough so that the stone golem could probably fit snugly inside, a flower pot was just outside the entrance flap, a blooming purple pansy standing tall in the soil.

Parissus went to sit in front of his own tent near Hegnar, gently sitting with his legs crossed and body slumped forward towards the warm orange flames. Calx, understanding his next command, slowly went into motion, dragging his heavy stone feet across the soft grass, digging lines that trailed from where he was standing to where Maruna wanted him to sit. The heavy golem sat on the wet grass (or practically dropped on it) cross legged, surprisingly, after observing the human sitting likewise. Maruna immediately noticed the small crater the golem had formed already.

"A quick learner." Parissus remarked with a grin on his face, noticing how his sitting position influenced the golem to sit in the same way. Maruna unhooked her mace and sat down with her legs laid in front of her beside Calx, holding her arms behind her to support her delicate self, letting the mace sit on her lap. Hegnar picked up the pan of jerky, which was empty, and looked at Parissus as if saying sorry, and picked up the half-eaten loaf of bread to offer, but the human shook his head.

Calx's attention wandered to each adventurer slowly, his poor untrained vision not being able to make anything out of the darkness behind the light of the fire. Each of them was staring right back at him, obviously being the main attraction that night. But he eventually found himself staring at the potted flower next to him, it's purple form glowing a more reddish color due to the fire, the shadow dancing behind it looking like a mad ghostly form of the beautiful bloom. The flower waved at Calx with the help of the night's cool breeze, slowly swaying back and forth, back and forth, the golem's jade eyes intricately following each movement. The pansy was alive to him, signaling to him whatever way it could, showing it's appreciation for the attention it was receiving. Calx smiled.

Parissus cleared his throat, bringing his fellows' attention to him, "Did you find anything besides the golem?" He asked, looking at Maruna. Hegnar was enjoying himself in his own little world, obviously not being much of a planner but more of the brawn of the group. He didn't seem to pay much mind to the human and half-elf's following exchange, he just calmly laid on his back with his gauntleted hands behind his head for support, digesting his supper and enjoying the clear, peaceful sky mixed with the calm, almost pattern-like crackles of the fire.

"We spotted tracks, before our encounter with him," The druid responded, tilting her head towards the dazed golem, "No doubt the tracks we were looking for. We're close, no doubt, it wouldn't be more than a couple hours trek tomorrow to find it." Parissus listened intently.

"I was thinking of how to approach... Until you brought me this lovely thing," Parissus began, his voice deep and knowing, "But perhaps now things could be easier, a little diversion maybe. That would make things go by smoothly."

Maruna responded by looking at Calx for a moment, a worried look on her face. Either it was pity or care that she felt for her new friend, she winced at the thought of such an innocent being getting hurt just for their sake. Though, there was something bigger unfolding in her quest that was more important than innocence. She looked back to Parissus and nodded.

Parissus nodded in silent agreement as well, "It's settled then." The two adventurers had pretty much devised a plan almost telepathically rather than verbally, both knowing what to do the next morning. They would let Hegnar in on the details later, they figured, for he was asleep, his barrel chest heaving up and down as he snored rambunctiously. The human tilted his head up to look at the moon in the sky, it seemed to shine with a new light, agreeing to the new plan itself. He breathed in a mouthful of air, enjoying the peace and quiet that ensued, finding the smell of burning wood rather calming. He knew that that peace would soon fade the next day, so he decided he'd savor this moment. "This will work, I'm sure."

Maruna turned her attention to Calx, who was still admiring the flower, probably conversing with it in some magical way, oblivious to the fact that in twelve hours he would probably be acting as a pawn, if his will to follow commands stayed as strong as it did that day. She smiled still, a hint of worry still hidden in her alluring eyes.

The druid looked up at the sky as well, a circle of high trees bordering the view of the moon like a leafy picture frame and said,

"Let's just hope that Rocky isn't afraid of a dragon."

**No spoils requested. The three adventurers shall remain as NPCs for the sequel to this quest only, but not in any other miscellaneous quests.

[Raelyse]

Story

Continuity – 2 – This was far and away, the worst represented category in the rubric. I really wanted to know how Calx came to be in Concordia or even some clues to his creation, but you gave me nothing. Like you said in the first post, he is simply… there. Even though Calx doesn’t know anything about his creation or what he’s doing in Concordia, it doesn’t mean that the reader is deprived of that information as well. The points that I gave you were for explaining what Maruna, Parissus and Hegnar were doing in Concordia, though this was still very brief. Tell me what your characters were doing before this thread and you will score better here.

Setting – 4 – I was conflicted how to award points here because you wrote plentifully in some posts and scarcely in others. In the first few posts, I had an excellent image of the surroundings and how Calx interacted with them but as the thread progressed, I found you describing the area around the characters less and less. The camp setting was described moderately well, but I feel that you could have done a lot better, which you demonstrated earlier in the thread. If you can find consistency and make every setting your characters are in come alive, then your readers will have a very good image of your story in their mind.

Pacing – 5 – I felt that you did okay here. You didn’t keep me especially excited about the story until the very end, mainly because you don’t really have that compelling of a story to begin with. Nothing really groundbreaking happens, which doesn’t do too well when it comes to building tension with the readers. That said, I was never stuck or had to backtrack too much, which is good for you because you managed to build a story that flowed.

Character

Dialogue – 6 – This was good. You managed to build some good banter with the talking characters, even if it was a bit cliché sometimes. There were times where I thought the lines between Maruna and Hegnar were too predictable and not original enough to be compelling. The inner mechanics of Calx was interesting and I thought you wrote it well. You represented your characters well with their dialogue but not to the point of warranting a higher score than what I gave.

Action – 6 – You did good here, because everything that you did was within the realms of realism for all the characters involved in the story. However, because you didn’t delve as deeply into your character’s personalities as I would have liked, so this hurt your Action score as well. The three scores for Character are all intertwined, you can’t do exceptionally well in one category without having a good foundation in the others, particularly Persona.

Persona – 5 – As I said before, I never felt as though you showed me enough of your characters to get a higher score than what I gave. It was almost as if you only scratched the surface, which really isn’t good enough for most readers. We want to learn what makes all of your characters tick; we want to know more about their thoughts and emotions. Try to explain your characters’ emotions more and you will do better.

Writing Style

Technique – 6 – There were some good literary devices used here and there, but they weren’t particularly eye catching, but at least they did not detract from the main story. All seamlessly flowed with the prose and didn’t seem forced at all. The next step for you to improve from here is to include more techniques, which will give your writing a real flavor.

Mechanics – 7 – Pretty good here. There were a few issues with sentence construction and some words which I didn’t feel were the right word to use at the time. All in all though, you did well here.

Clarity – 5 The problems with sentence construction that I mentioned before hurt you here, because there were a few times where your writing seemed a bit strange. If it works, that’s good but it actually halted the flow of your writing and as a result, I had to read over the sentence a few times to try and guess what you were saying. When that happens, it is never good for your story. You can improve here by reading through your posts before you post them. This will expose all the errors for you to eliminate.

Wild Card – 6 – You seem to be getting a feel for your character, which is a stage that we are all in at one point. Your writing has a good foundation for improvement and if you take the tips that I gave, I’m sure that you will do much better in the future.

Total Score – 52

Calx Vir gains 495 EXP and 104 GP!

Just a note for you. As a general rule, NPCs do not need to be approved as spoils unless you want to use them in a battle against another player. In that case, make sure that you also ask your opponent for permission.

[Zook Murnig]

EXP/GP ADDED!