Mighty Magiswords

At Warriors for Hire Headquarters! Help!

Help! Where's my knight in shining armor?

Gah!

All right, Noville, which blades are you going to use

on your Swish Navy Magisword to get past that monster?

Roar, observe the veracity of my assertion.

And rescue Princess Grup!

Well, uh, first I'll use my, uh, boxing glove blade!

Are we almost done? My crossword's getting stale. Gah!

Uh, and then I'll use my buzz saw blade.

Yay! I mean, "Ooh!"

Quick, Noville! What's the best blade for this situation?

Uh, uh, trumpet blade?

Uh, cuckoo-clock blade?

Uh, catcher's-mitt blade?

Eee-umph! Whew! Ooh!

Aah! I got you, Grup.

Excellent choice of blade, Noville.

Thanks.

Oof! My hero! Don't worry, Noville.

- You've come very far. - Yeah, seriously, duder.

I think you've even bruised my sacroiliac.

Good going. Why, I'd say, soon enough, you'd be ready

for some real adventuring

and maybe someday a Super Teamwork Combo.

You mean it?! Oh, gee.

I'd love to be in a combo with you, Vambre...

uh, or, uh, you, Prohyas.

Yeah, sure, okay. Ha! Easy there, tiger!

Your time will come. Time? Goshus-scholashas!

I've been out way too long.

I can't let Helmut run the bookstore all by himself.

Uh, whoa! Aah! Aah!

At the Printed... Whoa!

Yeah, at the Printed Pa...

At the Printed... the Printed Page.

I'm looking for the Tome of Morrow.

Tome of Morrow.

Then why the heck are you here today? Ribbit!

No, it's a book!

How many times do I have to...

Help!

Yeah, he's gonna feel that in the morning... financially.

Welcome to the Printed Page, sir.

Has Helmut been able to assist you? No.

My apologies, sir. I am Noville, the store owner.

Excellent! Just the man I'm looking for.

I, Grimmsibald Femursworth

have been seeking for the Tome of Morrow.

Then what are you looking for today?

I am searching for a Tome of Morrow.

I-I'm sorry. Who are you people?

Warriors for Hire. - Ah. Warriors, eh?

Well, I've been searching far and wide

through every bookstore in Lyvsheria and...

Legend has it that it resides

deep in the Temple of Ginkagoo Billobeeyah,

a level-two cave hidden in the sands of the Barren Faceland.

Ha. Ha ha. Research is kind of my thing.

Sir, adventuring is our business, and we'll gladly help.

How fortuitous.

In return, I could turn your friend here back into a human.

Dorks!

Hey, I'm hot now. Wow.

Oops. Had this thing set to Prince Charming.

Blah! Good heavens.

Dork! Dork! Mm. Dash it!

Foolish! Cut-rate! Sickle!

Now that seems right. Dork!

Wart-infested buffoon.

Ooh! Ooh! Can you change me next?

Can I be a giraffe?

We would require monetary compensation for this job.

Will this do?

This will do nicely.

Aah! Ding.

Excellent. And once you come back with the Tome in hand,

there will be plenty more where that came from.

Ah!

I'll meet you fine folks right in this...

Oh, thank you.

Right in this spot.

What? I'm not going anywhere yet.

Psst! Warrior huddle.

Why don't we take Noville with us this time?

I think he's ready to put his warrior skills to the test.

I don't know, sis. This is a level-two cave, after all.

Maybe he should start with something more basic.

Like the Cave of Stuff?

Basic?

Gagswoggle. He'll do just fine.

We'll be there to guide him the whole way through.

What say you?

Good ol' Warrior huddle! I love these!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

How do folks keep getting in these?

Gosh! You really think I'm ready?

You'll do just grand, Noville.

Right, Prohyas? Prohyas?

Oh, little gemmy! I'm gonna take you with us, too. Mwah!

You don't know where it's been.

It's been on a Reaperman's finger.

I'm fine with that!

Ooh. It tastes like pheasant.

Soon in the Barren Faceland!

Oooh! Aah!

Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-yow!

Try not to fly too far ahead of us, Noville.

There are lots of danger... Aah! Aah!

Oh, my sacroiliac!

Duder! Get out of there!

That's the face of the Barren Faceland.

Legend tells that if it were to wake up,

something terrible would happen to Lyvsheria.

Ahh.

- Warrior flee! - Warrior flee!

- Ahh! Ah-choo! - Gesundheit!

Hurry. Put it back to sleep.

I'll go save Noville.

Sleeping Dragon Magisword!

Ouch! I sent that face

on a one-way ride to Snoozeville,

which I'm told is nice this time of year.

Sorry about that, Noville. We should have warned you

about the Barren Face before we left.

From now on, just follow our lead so you don't get hurt.

Yeah. Lead the way, guys.

Aah!

The Temple of Gidanbugeegaga.

I can't pronounce it. That means we're here.

Don't feel bad if you need some help.

It's your first time, after all.

Are you sure I'm not holding you guys back?

Oh, pishposh. It'll be fine.

Slither. Slither. Slither. Slither. Slither.

This is an excellent opportunity.

Vanquish those wee snakers

so the door to the next room will open. Snakes?

Why couldn't it have been something other than snakes?

Uh, meat tenderizer blade!

Abort! Abort! Abort!

Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive!

- Pbht! - Pbht!

- Pbht! - Pbht!

Na-na-na-na-na.

Vambre! This isn't working.

Think outside the box, laddio.

Give it another try.

Hmm. Oh, eureka!

Wow! You were right, Vambre.

Maybe I'm finally getting the hang of this.

Good show! Good show! See, Prohyas?

He just needs a little guidance, and... Hey!

What did my tongue ever do to you?

You know, I was starting to feel confident,

but this is abject madness.

Come on, Noville. You can handle this.

- Aah! Aah! Aah! - Oh, cool! Toofbwush bwade!

Be sure to floss twice a day.

Your first battle quip. Excellent work.

You know, I think so, too.

I'm feeling really good about the next room now.

I may have spoken too soon.

Uh, cute kitty blade?

Pretty cute, right, fellas?

Uh, cuckoo-clock blade?

I'm coming, duder.

Squeaky Night Stick Magisword!

Go fetch, puppers.

Aw, yeah! I made "fetch" happen.