Gifts from the dead

Agamemnon stepped back, his prayers to Darach-Albith complete. “Tabitha, it is done. Now if you don’t mind, I feel the need to bathe”

Tabitha moved over from her desk to stand beside him, looking down at the now-breathing Crusher “Thank you Agitha. Swing by Clerk Office B with this note of credit, and they will reimburse you. I’ll see you again next week to finish off the Restora-“

“Grrrlll Gath Gorrrakk Klltttthhh” Crusher spat out while shuddering slightly, before once again lying still, breathing softly

“Agitha… has he come back with some malady of the mind? This doesn’t look normal” Tabitha said as she knelt by Crushers head

“I uhh, think I recognise that language. Its usually outside the domain of mortals however.... Give me a moment, I will divine it the next time he speaks”

After a few seconds of silence, Crusher complied, again with a shudder

“Gattthhh Kloooth Thhhik” Crusher said, before coughing weakly

Aggy stood up with a complex facial expression, somewhere between a smile and a frown.

“Well, never let it be said that the Gods don’t have a sense of humour. I was right in my thinking. Your horse, for whatever reason, has come back from death speaking Necril. I thought I recognised it, but he was producing phonemes not usually present in that language. Turns out… for whatever reason… he’s speaking it with a lisp”

Tabitha opened Crushers jaw and had a good look “The silly bastard looks like he’s been chewing marbles. I’d ask you to cure it, but this is too funny to pass up. Should we be worried about the Necril? He isn’t actually undead, is he?”

“With the planes as they are at the moment, a bit of cross contamination should be expected. Hit him with a heal spell at some point and see how he reacts, but I suspect he’s fine" Aggy stood up and made for the door “I had better leave before he regains his senses. Don’t tell him I was the one who brought him back, will you? I have enough problems without adding ‘murderous horse out for vengeance' to the list”

Tabitha shrugged noncommittally “I’ll keep my mouth shut, but he’ll probably work it out himself”

“I guess thats the best I can hope for” he mumbled before leaving

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“WHAT THE FUCK ITH THITH? FIX IT OR I’LL GORATH YOU UNTIL GROLK AND XOL’KIKX IS THEEPING FROM YOUR EAR’TH”

“Crusher, if you intend to threaten someone, it generally helps to do so in a language they understand.” Tabitha managed to say with only a small smile

“THINCE WHEN DO YOU NOT THPEAK COMMON? I GOT MY LANGUAGETH FROM YOU, YOU LOK’LOK BIT’TH”

“You aren’t only speaking common Crusher… for instance, you just used Orcish, I recognise that one. Since when do you speak Orcish? I certainly don't”

“WHAT ITH BOX HAPPENING?”

“Look, let me take you to Laniss, I know he speaks almost everything. We’ll work out what you’ve got, and work from there

“LITH’GOTH THAT ELF WITH SEVERAL GLLRROTH”

“Sure, why not"