>>6273910Steadying herself with a deep breath, Tzah-Tzie turns to face you both. “Lemme start at the beginning… before I was Tzah-Tzie, I went by another name.”
<span class="mu-b">BAAELIS?</span>
Your guess takes the Spinner by surprise! “Y-yea…” She nods with a mixture of befuddlement and shock on her face! “I went by Baaelis.”
“AHA! I <span class="mu-s">KNEW[/i:lit] it!” Volka exclaims, her tail thumping triumphantly on the floor! “Didn’t I say, Rook!? I knew she had another name!”
Part of you wants to reveal TT had <span class="mu-i">another</span> name before that, but you’d rather not ruin it for Detective Volka here…
“It was a first draft, really… but it also came with my first attempt at being a Spinner…” Continues the catthing with a nostalgic sigh. “I was reckless… barely knew my way around a stage… but I knew how to sing. And I knew how to play.”
Adjusting her position in her seat, TT continues. “I found out early on that you can get pretty popular if you ‘challenge’ other Spinners… didn’t know it at the time, but it’s frowned upon. Not necessarily illegal.”
So you’d, what, just hop onstage and start playing?
“I wasn’t <span class="mu-i">THAT</span> much of a menace! Sheesh…”Sighs the Spinner as she hugs her tail close, “I’d ambush ‘em at the end of their set, is all! The crowds loved it!”
You sincerely doubt her opponents ‘loved it’, but you hold your tongue.
“At the time I was living the dream…” She purrs with a glimmer in her eyes! “Traveling from venue to venue any way I could… crossing Striiliis with other Spinners… I felt like… like a wandering duelist, y’know? And sometimes my opponent and I would share ideas… a few drinks…”
The Durher’s face turns a little red as she revisits the memories. Guess that isn’t all they shared.
“But I soon found out that talent can only get ya’ so far…” Tzah-Tzie frowns. “Well… that and my instrument.”
And there it is. Lutza had acted strange about TT’s Striilii…
“Y’see,” She begins as her eyes fall upon Volka, “My real name, Volkie, is <span class="mu-b">RUUSDI. SULASTIR.</span>”
The info hits the Skog like a poisoned dart. It takes a moment to settle in, but once it does, Volka all but <span class="mu-i">tumbles</span> onto the floor in front of her!
“<span class="mu-i">S-S-S-SULASTIR!?!</span>” She sputters from her spot on the floor, “<span class="mu-i">Th-THE RUUPPAA FOLKS!?</span>”
“Yep,” TT sighs, averting her weary gaze from the awestruck Skog.
“Th-this is <span class="mu-i">INSANE</span>, Tzah… errr, Baael-no, <span class="mu-i">RUUSDI!</span>” Volka stammers! “I… I musta’ drank your entire family’s vineyard twelve times over!” Her childlike excitement gives way to stunned realization. “W-wait… we <span class="mu-i">GOTTA</span> visit! D-do they do free samples!? Oh, and yer’ folks can meet Anton!”
“That’s… not going to happen.” The Durher replies flatly. “Meeting my family, that is.”
>CONTD.</span> 