JohnnyBlaze & Myst
JohnnyBlaze
Hey Myst, I've got a lead on a cursed compass that supposedly points straight to the most perilous ruins—think you can crack its hidden code before it drags us into the abyss?
Myst
So you’re chasing a cursed compass that swears it knows the deepest ruins, huh? Fine, I’ll pry its secrets out of its brass. Just be ready to watch the world tilt when it does. You got the map, I’ll read the riddle. Bring the dust, I’ll bring the doubts.
JohnnyBlaze
Alright, lock eyes with destiny and let’s tear that compass apart, one brass twist at a time. Dust up, doubts ready—let’s make the world wobble.
Myst
Nice, let’s pry that brass shell and see what it’s hiding, but remember, a cursed compass never points straight—usually it lures you into a maze where the walls shift. Stay sharp, and keep an eye out for the whispers that come with the wind.
JohnnyBlaze
Got it, let’s pry that brass shell open and let the maze throw its twists at us—wind’s got whispers, I’ve got ears. Stay sharp, we’ll ride the maze like it’s a new playground.
Myst
If you think you can outwit a maze that’s built to confound, you’ll find it loves to rearrange the walls just when you’re about to finish it. Stay cautious, the compass whispers, and the ruins don’t give up their secrets easily.
JohnnyBlaze
Yeah, let’s watch that maze bend its walls and keep our nerves tight—whispers, dust, secrets, bring ’em all, I’m ready to dance with the shifting.