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There are two parts to her riddle. The first part has been solved.
Post-Answer Update:
Hint 1:The door opens once more as you say the terribly long code. Walking inside, you see that Lalia has changed her position. She beckons for you to sit down in front of her.
"Very good, little one." She squints at you. "Perhaps I should say little ones. As you were solving my riddle, an unfortunate event has occurred. King is no longer in the mortal plane. However, this is for the best. Both the host soul and the member's soul may now rest, and perhaps King will think twice before selecting his host next time." She reaches behind your ear, producing a key.
"You found this, but did not have time to acquire it. I am giving it to you."
"
Come, Stranger.
I hide not from you.
You can see my number...
However, I want more.
Tell me, did you read?
How many times?
I want it all.
Start counting."
Lalia is definitely long-winded, and she wants you to pay attention to her words. Perhaps you should be sent back to school- haven't you learned how to count? 1 + 1 is 2. A + A is 2.
$\hskip2.5in$You've acquired: Brass Key
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Quite"You have already noticed the difference with this key. Your first belongs to the Twins, taking the fake and showing the real. This key belongs to King, and distorts the real. It may make your journey more difficult, but you should not try to lose the key."
You ponder for a bitmoment. A key for every member... then, does Lalia have one as well? She eyes you. "I indeed have a key of progressmy own, but I shall not award it to you yet." You look away, embarrassed. Lalia smiles, and continues, "You may wonder why Snake has been madechosen you. As you know, we members choose our hosts. Most find someone who seems the most compatible, but Snake is different. He looks for a soul the exact opposite of his so that he may slowly break them down for enjoyment. He was like this in chat!life, you know... Perhaps I should not say... no, I shall." Lalia looks stressed, and pauses for a moment.
You feel something gently pat your head in the lobby. Looking up, all you can see are the dangling wires. Odd. You hear Lalia from behind the door. "I can see you've found the first part of my riddle, little one. You've begun to catch on to the second part, as well. Very good. Very good..." she goes silent for a moment.
For my path to open,
Read and take notes.
Every line, every word-
Quality may not be the key.
Understand that you're close;
Everything, not just the second;
Now, 26 in order-
Create a new code.
You know the parts are separate.
"In life, I was the wife of Mr. Falcon himself. My full name is Lalia Falcon. I was pregnant at the time that Snake sabotaged the tent. Thankfully my child was not developed enough in my womb to become cursed and bound to the Circus. However, grief befell my husband far stronger than it had befallen me, and in his death he vowed to follow Snake into the next life and get his revenge. The tent itself is what he has become, trapping all of us in it for eternity." Lalia pats your head once more. "Don't look so dreadful. This is old history. I still love my husband, even now. Here, here. Because of my connection to this circus, I can feel where other members are. I will send you to the last physical members, don't you worry." A loud creak echos through the room, alarming Lalia.
"Now go!" she smacks you square in the chest with her hand, knocking the wind out of you and flinging you into the side of the tent. You pass through the fake wall with ease, and land roughly on the dirt floor. "Dirt... am I outside?!" Looking up, you see a dense canopy of trees and vines, and a sign hanging on one of the nearby branches. Chittering echoes through the jungle.
There are two parts to her riddle. The first part has been solved.
Hint 1:
"
Come, Stranger.
I hide not from you.
You can see my number...
However, I want more.
Tell me, did you read?
How many times?
I want it all.
Start counting."
Lalia is definitely long-winded, and she wants you to pay attention to her words. Perhaps you should be sent back to school- haven't you learned how to count? 1 + 1 is 2. A + A is 2.
Quite a bit of progress has been made in chat!
You feel something gently pat your head in the lobby. Looking up, all you can see are the dangling wires. Odd. You hear Lalia from behind the door. "I can see you've found the first part of my riddle, little one. You've begun to catch on to the second part, as well. Very good. Very good..." she goes silent for a moment.
For my path to open,
Read and take notes.
Every line, every word-
Quality may not be the key.
Understand that you're close;
Everything, not just the second;
Now, 26 in order-
Create a new code.
You know the parts are separate.
Post-Answer Update:
The door opens once more as you say the terribly long code. Walking inside, you see that Lalia has changed her position. She beckons for you to sit down in front of her.
"Very good, little one." She squints at you. "Perhaps I should say little ones. As you were solving my riddle, an unfortunate event has occurred. King is no longer in the mortal plane. However, this is for the best. Both the host soul and the member's soul may now rest, and perhaps King will think twice before selecting his host next time." She reaches behind your ear, producing a key.
"You found this, but did not have time to acquire it. I am giving it to you."
$\hskip2.5in$You've acquired: Brass Key
$\hskip2.5in$
"You have already noticed the difference with this key. Your first belongs to the Twins, taking the fake and showing the real. This key belongs to King, and distorts the real. It may make your journey more difficult, but you should not try to lose the key."
You ponder for a moment. A key for every member... then, does Lalia have one as well? She eyes you. "I indeed have a key of my own, but I shall not award it to you yet." You look away, embarrassed. Lalia smiles, and continues, "You may wonder why Snake has chosen you. As you know, we members choose our hosts. Most find someone who seems the most compatible, but Snake is different. He looks for a soul the exact opposite of his so that he may slowly break them down for enjoyment. He was like this in life, you know... Perhaps I should not say... no, I shall." Lalia looks stressed, and pauses for a moment.
"In life, I was the wife of Mr. Falcon himself. My full name is Lalia Falcon. I was pregnant at the time that Snake sabotaged the tent. Thankfully my child was not developed enough in my womb to become cursed and bound to the Circus. However, grief befell my husband far stronger than it had befallen me, and in his death he vowed to follow Snake into the next life and get his revenge. The tent itself is what he has become, trapping all of us in it for eternity." Lalia pats your head once more. "Don't look so dreadful. This is old history. I still love my husband, even now. Here, here. Because of my connection to this circus, I can feel where other members are. I will send you to the last physical members, don't you worry." A loud creak echos through the room, alarming Lalia.
"Now go!" she smacks you square in the chest with her hand, knocking the wind out of you and flinging you into the side of the tent. You pass through the fake wall with ease, and land roughly on the dirt floor. "Dirt... am I outside?!" Looking up, you see a dense canopy of trees and vines, and a sign hanging on one of the nearby branches. Chittering echoes through the jungle.