>>5155101“Why are you telling me this?” You aren’t even attempting to take the box at this point. There’s something off about this delivery girl.
“What a sour puss, you looked like anything but that! I’m chit-chatting, a lil’ break before I get the other box to the other poor soul chasing green mist, I guess.” Marcela is caught off-guard by your change in mood. “You have such a friendly-looking vibe, I’m disappointed.”
“Do I…?” You open your arms and look down at yourself, then back at her with an incredulous look. You’re a large man with a dark coat, you look anything but friendly. “I used to be a little more gracious, but people weren’t keen on me prattling all day. I’m one of those types that when they hook you, they never let you go.”
“A relentless type, I can see it now.” Marcela starts finding you endearing. “But I’m worried about Qiao, the pressure is mounting on her. The clan has kept that noble spirit in check for over 200 years, and during her first year in charge she makes <span class="mu-i">the</span> big whoopsie. Lil’ Qiao was always opposed to the old-stagers, matters of ego more than anything, but during this crisis the elders have managed to get in her ear… so she’ll file in line with the same old, same old. And that’s not good for the clan. Maybe it’s not such a good idea if Qiao gets the Ignis Fatuus back…”
“And everything will be better if I hand it to you instead, right?” You know where this is going. In your line of work, you met a lot of people with these kinds of speeches.
“Exactly! How perceptive!” Marcela smiles from ear to ear. “I always knew you’re the right man for the job! But now? I have no doubts you’ll find it!” You know she’ll say the same thing to the other guy…
<span class="mu-s">What do you do with this girl?</span>
>Ask Marcela what’s wrong with the Elders of her clan.>Ask Marcela what’s planning to do with the Green Flame.>Ask Marcela to give you the box and tell her you’ll think about it.>Write In. 