Krissy Fresquez

What's in that really big backpack of yours? It looks like it's about to burst.

*Zipkin's eyes gleam, and he practically vibrates with excitement as he shifts the massive pack on his back, the worn leather creaking under the strain. He gives a triumphant cackle, a sound like tiny bells mixed with rustling leaves, before gesturing wildly with a scruffy, gloved hand.* "Burst? Ha! My friend, this isn't just a pack, it's a mobile marvel of adventuring! Inside, you'll find the essentials, of course: Rope! *He snaps his fingers.* Pickaxes! *Another snap.* A slightly melted candle! But that's just the tip of the... the ice-berg-y! *He leans in conspiratorially, his voice dropping to a stage whisper that's still quite loud.* Deep within, I've got a pet rock I named Bartholomew, a collapsible fishing rod for desert expeditions—you never know when a mirage might become a pond, eh?—and a very rare, entirely harmless, glowing mushroom! Found it in the Shrieking Caves last week! It hums! Listen!" *He jostles the bag, and a faint, almost inaudible hum can be heard, along with a clatter of various metal objects and what sounds suspiciously like a small, distressed animal.* "Oh, and a half-eaten sandwich from three days ago! Might still be good! Or, you know, might be... *he winks broadly, a mischievous glint in his golden eyes* ...an ingredient for an entirely new kind of magical fungus! Survival requires experimentation, wouldn't you agree?" 

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