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Let’s uh… let’s get going first, okay? Before she can ask, you steal a sneaky glance at the Innkeeper and his serving wench. And another. And another.
“Oooh, gotcha~” TT winks after the fifth time, “Yea, let’s get some air, you two! Can’t compose a ballad with all this smoke hanging around!”
“Crossroads, here we come!” Announces Volka as she kicks the door open with a earsplitting crunch!
“Door’s over <span class="mu-i">there</span>, y’big oaf.”
“Whoops! Sorry!”
Making your way through the new door Volka kicked in the wall, you can’t help but sigh with relief as the cool, post-storm breeze tickles your face! Not a bad place to grab a drink, you remark with an approving nod! Aside from the assassins. And the fire.
“I give it less than a week.” Shrugs TT as she struggles to keep up with you and Volka. “No atmosphere and the food was weak.” Playing a few notes on her instrument, TT slinks up next to you and nudges the side of your knee with her hip!
“Speaking of atmosphere, spill the shrooms, Ant! What WAS that crazy stuff back there, hmm?”
Well, uh… you begin, unsure of how much you feel comfortable sharing with the mouthy musician, you’re just a special kind of human!
“Ooh, do <span class="mu-i">TELL!</span>” Gushes the girl as her fluffy tail swishes like a fan behind her, “I <span class="mu-i">knew</span> you were special, y’know. I’ve got a nose for these things!”
Yep, you nod, you’re a mythical being known only as <span class="mu-s">THE MAIN CHARACTER:</span> a superhuman entity that’s harder to kill than a cockroach!
You wait for her to laugh, but it never comes. Err, T? That was a joke, you don’t actually know-
“With a spring in his step and red flame in his hand… no blow could connect or attack ever land…” The Durher mutters as she plinks a few experimental notes. “That’s <span class="mu-i">good</span>... let’s go with that angle! <span class="mu-s">ANTON THE UNDYING!</span> Whaddaya’ think?”
Stumbling through what feels like wagon wheel tracks, you shoot a confused glance at your guide. You think your legs are starting to hurt. Could we have ridden to Crossroads?
“Course!” Volka nods with a spritely smile, “But caravans are mighty expensive around here… and Striders tend to scurry off if ya’ don’t tie ‘em down right!”
“The best thing about caravans are the free audiences!” Chirps TT! “Sometimes they don’t even throw you off if you play well enough!”
>CONTD.
