End of the Boris Road
You puff up your mighty chest muscles one last time, and let out one final bellow. An incredibly muscular shade wearing a horned helmet appears as the last echoes fade. He nods and flexes, then vanishes.
His departure leaves you feeling a little listless and empty. Since you can't just buy a new iPad in-game, your life will need a new purpose.
It's time for you to choose a new road. Which one will you choose?
Take the road of clubbing seals |
You are filled with the desire to Club Seals.
Take the road of taming turtles |
You are filled with the desire to Tame Turtles.
Take the road of mancing pasta |
You are filled with the desire to Mance Pastas.
Take the road of saucing... something |
You are filled with the desire to Ror Sauces.
Take the road of banditing discos |
You are filled with the desire to Dance Discos.
Take the road of thieving accordions |
You are filled with the desire to Steal Accordions.
You feel satisfied with your new status, but Clancy says, "<playername>, thou art akin no longer to Boris."
"Shut your face-hole, Clancy, or I shall stuff it with leaves," you say, but your heart isn't really in it anymore.
Clancy smiles and begins to fade from sight. "I cannot remain in this realm without Boris's spirit to guide me. I must away to my cottage in the Mirror Realm. It's not so bad, really. My wife's a total Babe."
"That'll do, Clancy. That'll do," you say. "Will I see you again?"
"Any time thou takest on the Avatar of Boris, I shall be there, no matter what," Clancy says, winking as he vanishes, "I'm pig-headed that way."
And before you can threaten his life for that pun, he's gone.
Occurs at the end of an Avatar of Boris run, either upon freeing King Ralph or dropping the path.
References
- Your 2nd response to Clancy paraphrases farmer Hoggett's final comments to the porcine protagonist of Babe.