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The chest didn't look dangerous.
Text on the back:
Congratulations on completing this adventure, whoever you are!
I hope it brought you a wealth of positive emotions and added all sorts of color to your life.
Thank you for taking the time to play my game, and I hope that what you find in this chest will repay your investment of time and emotion.
Sincerely, Phantom.
And I did warn you that your sense of self-preservation leaves much to be desired. Do you think I was lying when I said I didn't know what was inside that chest, or that after our conversation I just ran off drooling to go find it before you? The owner of "The Rabbit" is still a good acquaintance of mine, and I know our dear Phantom well enough to unravel any secret of his. Though the latter doesn't really matter — I picked the lock without the code; I'm also a phantom, after all. Know that I only refrained from profiting off this loot out of respect for the old man and his childish little game, but I decided to make the code such that only someone familiar with him could figure it out.
So then... A woman. Alone. In the woods. Far from town. What's stopping me from doing something nasty to you? Have you even seen the assortment of goods in the old man's shop? I have even more various magical items and artifacts than he does, since I collect even the things he turned his nose up at.
How about, for instance, paying some thugs to ambush you here and then do this, that, and everything else to you?
Or even better — I decided for myself that if some dreary sort went after the treasure, I'd booby-trap this chest. And I'd rig it so thoroughly that no magic paintings, divine patronage, artifacts, or anything like that would help.
Or maybe set some curse that would trigger upon opening the lock. Something like... Well, so that you'd always crave male company and couldn't resist it.
But I didn't do any of that, so you owe me at least a date. Come to the air dock at noon on Wednesday. I don't take no for an answer.
Text on the back:
Congratulations on completing this adventure, whoever you are!
I hope it brought you a wealth of positive emotions and added all sorts of color to your life.
Thank you for taking the time to play my game, and I hope that what you find in this chest will repay your investment of time and emotion.
Sincerely, Phantom.
And I did warn you that your sense of self-preservation leaves much to be desired. Do you think I was lying when I said I didn't know what was inside that chest, or that after our conversation I just ran off drooling to go find it before you? The owner of "The Rabbit" is still a good acquaintance of mine, and I know our dear Phantom well enough to unravel any secret of his. Though the latter doesn't really matter — I picked the lock without the code; I'm also a phantom, after all. Know that I only refrained from profiting off this loot out of respect for the old man and his childish little game, but I decided to make the code such that only someone familiar with him could figure it out.
So then... A woman. Alone. In the woods. Far from town. What's stopping me from doing something nasty to you? Have you even seen the assortment of goods in the old man's shop? I have even more various magical items and artifacts than he does, since I collect even the things he turned his nose up at.
How about, for instance, paying some thugs to ambush you here and then do this, that, and everything else to you?
Or even better — I decided for myself that if some dreary sort went after the treasure, I'd booby-trap this chest. And I'd rig it so thoroughly that no magic paintings, divine patronage, artifacts, or anything like that would help.
Or maybe set some curse that would trigger upon opening the lock. Something like... Well, so that you'd always crave male company and couldn't resist it.
But I didn't do any of that, so you owe me at least a date. Come to the air dock at noon on Wednesday. I don't take no for an answer.