>>5301929>>5301930"Hyde, I'll let you take care of Gunpowder. Make sure to find an inn that can house us well." You hand him around 20 silver coins and hope that takes care of most of your expenses.
"Aye, Violet doesn't like the attention, so it's best for us to stay inside. I'll keep an eye on your horse, the two were just starting to get along!"
"Neeeeeigh!"
"Screeee!"
For some reason, you get the feeling that you don't want to know what they're saying to each other.
"I'll let you know how much it cost me when ya get back to me."
"Sure thing. Anyone want to come with me? It's time to search for Guts, and maybe get to know a little about the place we're in."
"I could use the exercise, surely someone must be at town square at this time of the afternoon." Serpico volunteers, giving a hand to Farnese as she helps Zhafira leave the caravan in return.
"This is where we will find a cure for you, Zhafira!" Farnese hopes to get a reaction from the harlequin, but she pays no mind.
"Why are you bringing me out here? If I was sick, I wouldn't be doing this with my hand!" She snaps the metallic compartments of her prosthetic hand and spins it's wrist in place.
"Don't do that! What if it breaks?"
"It won't! That's what makes it magical! Hahahaha!" Zhafira does her trademark laugh, much to Farnese's dismay as she keeps Zhafira's fake hand from snapping.
"Taking care of her is something else, isn't it?"
"You tell me..." Serpico shrugs with you as you observed Hyde, Violet and Gunpowder departing into the town.
Following the feral scent past the marketplace, you could only feign surprise when a familiar cape and a ridiculously large dragonslayer are seen lodged in Guts' back. Additionally, your ally against causality had company being together with Casca and Puck.
"Oh, you three again!? How do they keep finding us?!"
"Hm?!" Guts seemed a lot more alerted by your presence, maybe due to seeing you along with the two others who previously tried to imprison him.
"I swear there must be some sort of GPS on this guy's back!" Puck pokes at Guts' naps as he scratches the elf away from him. "Who's this girl, though? Aren't you a bit too old to be playing with costumes?"
"Hello!" Zhafira takes one puppet from the folds on her clothes, one that beared striking resemblance to the little guy.
"*Gasp*! What have you done with him!? That's not where your hand should be!" Puck panics, afraid of being the next one with a hand up his ass.
Guts merely stares in silence as Puck greets your group, sheltering Casca with his cape while keeping his eye on Serpico and Farnese.
Maybe you should say something to smooth things over.
>We're not hunting you down, Guts. You can relax.>What's the matter, seen a Phantom?>Looking for Elfhelm, right? My caravan has room for two.>I imagine this union must be unexpected to you, given what you knew the last time we've met.>Write-in. 