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You’re scarcely gotten the hang of the <span class="mu-b">TUNA GUN</span> before you hear something skitter into the seat next to you–its eyes wide with excitement as their owner begins to pluck at their instrument.
“Ahh~nothing like the open road, ey, Ant?” Sighs Tzah-Tzie as she leans forward to catch some breeze on her face. “Infinite possibilities! Infinite stories just waiting to be told!”
She knows you’re going to Crossroads, right? That’s a pretty finite possibility right there. The girl responds by nudging you in the side.
“You know what I meaaaan… I’ll bet people in your world love to travel too–don’t try to deny it, now!”
She’s not wrong, you shrug, but we get around a little differently than, well… <span class="mu-i">here</span>.
“Oh?” The Spinner replies, cocking her head at a painful-looking angle, “Do tell!”
TT gets the Volka treatment–all the details you can recall about humans, their inventions… everything you left behind and have no clue how to make. As the caravan trundles along the path, however, you notice that the Durher doesn’t interrupt you once, nor does she even bother writing anything down!
In conclusion, you end with a sigh, <span class="mu-i">that’s</span> what you think about public transportation!
“A land of lights and carts of steel…” The girl mutters under her breath as she rhythmically taps her foot on the caravan, “That’s… Anton, I don’t know what to say–it all sounds so…”
Cool?
“Unbelievable!” She replies, nearly leaping out of her seat in the process! “I mean the idea you had of replacing everything with tubes is nice and all, but to think you can fly through the air and ride for miles with machines… it’s…” Pausing to close her eyes and soak in all of your words once more, the Spinner turns your way again with a look of determination!
“It’s settled! I’m going with you when you find your way home!”
Cool your jets, hoss, you say with a good-natured laugh, you have no idea how you’re gonna do that yet!
“Well once you do, and you <span class="mu-i">WILL</span> because you’ve got <span class="mu-i">ME</span>, you’ll take me with you! Got that!?” She concludes as she jabs you in the chest with a pointy claw! “I’m adding that to our contract!”
Wait, when did we sign a contract? You get your answer in the form of a few loose notes off her Harplute that drift off the road and into… whatever it is you’re traveling past.
“There’s always somewhere better than where you are…” Tzah-Tzie recites under her breath. “Just gotta get there first…”
The conversation, and by extension the road, grow quiet as the Spinner goes back to strumming.
Only after that does it dawn on you that you don’t know much about her at all.
What do?
>Just chill–let her practice.
>Ask about TT’s family!
>Inquire about TT’s instrument.
>Query about TT’s life as a Spinner.
>Ask her about the other people in your group.
>Write-In!
