>>6137394One last thing, you add, earning a startled noise from the skittish sugarmaker, does he have anything that can get her back on her feet?
It takes you a moment to remember no one can see where you’re pointing, but once you do you turn your eyes towards where you’re pretty sure Tzah-Tzie was knocked out.
“Hmmm…” Muses the Chytree, “O-one moment, p-please…”
Rummaging around in the barrels he emerged from, Obber scurries over and places something coarse and kinda circular on your head! Taking it down, you give the mysterious rock a sniff and are rewarded with a scent somewhere between cotton candy and cold medicine!
“Th-that’s <span class="mu-s">UNREFINED SUGAR…</span>” The Chytree helpfully explains! “I-It’s v-very potent…”
“Ooh, lemme get a taste, Rook!”
Dodging underneath Volka’s massive claw, you stow the coarse confectionary in your pocket! No way, you sternly retort–you don’t wanna know what Volka’s like on a <span class="mu-r">SUGAR HIGH!</span>
“... but you wanna make <span class="mu-i">her</span> hyper?”
You don’t even need to follow the Skog’s gaze to know who she’s talking about. Shit, she’s <span class="mu-i">right</span>... that was a close one! You’ll hold onto it for now!
“In that case,” Volka grunts, picking up the sleeping Spinner like a piece of beach litter, “How about we report back to Obber, Rook?”
“I-I’m r-right here…”
“Nah, I meant the other Obber!” The Skog replies with a good-natured laugh!
“... the Scheckt maker?”
Let’s just leave before we spend another thread here, you interrupt with a groan.
What’s next?
>Wake TT up!>Loot the thug’s bodies!>Ask Obber something?>Turn in the damn quest already!>Write-In! 