>>6273463Ushering you to the door, Joplin leaves you with a long, hard stare.
“Find a position where you can monitor the whole Leisure Cart.” He commands in a stern voice! “I shouldn’t have to remind you that Miss Lutza’s life is in your hands, Mr. Peas.”
D’oh, maaaan! Don’t say that, dude…
“Her life is in your hands, ‘<span class="mu-i">Dude</span>’.” He repeats even sterner than before! “Good hunting.”
“Go gettem’, bud!”
“Mage ain’t gonna know what hittem!”
“Drinks’re on us if ya’ live, squirt!”
The pep-talk from the Triplets doesn’t encourage you much, nor does the trio of bone-crunching back-pats you get on the way out of the cabin! The corridor is silent as the grave as you depart, but you can’t help but shake a feeling akin to having a dagger dangling over your head… that or a really big anvil!
Making your way back towards the Leisure Cart, you sigh in relief when you spot a familiar pair of cheerful yellow eyes and a lack of tusks beneath them… but freeze up in abject <span class="mu-i">TERROR</span> when you spot another pair darting towards you like a lime-tinted <span class="mu-s">MISSILE!</span>
<span class="mu-i">A-AND THEY LOOK PISSED!</span>
https://youtu.be/pExZ6b3rN0M <span class="mu-s">T… TZAH-TZIE!</span>
>ROLL 1d100-2 (+2 Loose Footwork, +2 LIMBOOO, -5 PISSED-OFF CATTHING! -1 Dark) to catch her! Best of 3! 