Absholutely... Thish Will Work!
- Peppy's Mix Administered To The Vrykul Prisoner
Voila, inshtant plague vacshine!
But I sure as heck am not going to try thish on myself. And I know you don't want to be my tesht shubject!
Oh, I've got... I've got an idea!
We've got a vrykul prishoner being held down in the cells under the keep. Why don't you take thish mix I whipped up down there, and get that giant to drink it ...hic?!
Well? How'd it go ...hic?
Huh? Well that sucks! Darn, I made thingsh worsh. In fact, I think I perfected their plague for them ...hic!
<Peppy grimaces and takes a huge gulp of whatever noxious brew she's been drinking.>
Well, I wash hoping that it wouldn't come down to thish, but it looks like there'sh no alternative ...hic.
A scripted event occurs when player gets the prisoner to drink:
- The vrykul prisoner clutches at his throat as he begins to gag and thrash about.
- Westguard Defender says: Yikes.
- Westguard Defender says: Hmm....
- Westguard Defender says: Interesting.
- Westguard Defender says: This isn't going to end well.
- The vrykul prisoner turns into a pile of green goo.
- Westguard Defender says: That did NOT just happen!
- Westguard Defender says: That's... special.
- Westguard Defender says: What kind of sicko are you?
- Westguard Defender says: I didn't know they could do that.
- Westguard Defender says: Heh, cool!
- Several of the Westguard Defenders drop to their knees and vomit.