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You start by staring down the guide gals, because they’re acting <span class="mu-i">mighty</span> fishy right now! Abruptly waiving their fee? Weiiiirrd….
“What’s weird!? Nothing’s weird!” Sputters Vilah as her one-eyed associate nods profusely! “J-just, y-know… wouldn’t want to b-BURN any b-bridges…”
“Welp,” Sighs TT as she shoots you a ‘what-can-ya-do’ glance, “If they <span class="mu-i">really</span> want us to hold on to our hard-earned bells, well-
“Stop it, you.” Chides your yellow-eyed friend as she crosses over to the kiddos with her usual brand of moral fiber, “Don’t worry, kids–Ant’s one of the good guys. He ain’t gonna hurtcha!”
Yea, you add with a reassuring grin, besides, you barely know how to control that stuff at all, so-
The glare Volka gives you tells you that you should stop your explanation right there, so you do. Handling the tike’s toll like a handful of deadly, sleeping spiders, you place their fee on the ground in front of them and just kinda slither away so that they can pick it up!
<span class="mu-b">PASTEBIN UPDATED! TOTAL BELLS:394!</span>
Right, you sigh, any chance they can get you to the edge of the district? It’s about time you checked out this ‘Gold Town’...
“N-no problem at all!” The guides reply as the money swiftly kicks their fears to the curb! “Follow us~”
As much as you’d love to say the trip out of the Rags was more pleasant with Vuuse and the Icers dealt with, the whole burg seems to remain woefully impassive towards your actions: Broken glass, hasty footsteps further down the road, the occasional snarl… you only really feel <span class="mu-i">free</span> when your lungs no longer tremble under the burnt, rotten mixture stuffing itself down your airways!
“And that’s that!” Announces Dilah with a twirl!
“We’d say we hope ta’ see you again soon, but…” Vilah adds, no doubt gesturing to the hellhole behind her, “... anyways, look us up if ya’ need some help again~”
“Thanks again, ladies!” Smiles Volka as she gives them both pats on the head! “An’ if yer ever lookin’ for a warm fire an’ a hot meal, just look me up at <span class="mu-b">THE BATTLE’S END TAVERN,</span> yea?”
All three of the Durher Sister’s eyes widen at the thought! “Y-you mean it!?”
“Sure! Ma can’t say no to street urchins! It’s her <span class="mu-i">weakness!</span>” She adds, drooping low to share a conspiratorial wink! With one last perfectly-synced ‘bye-bye~’ the girls scamper away in a smokescreen of giggles…
So, you sigh, pausing for a moment to take in some fresh air, you guys think there are <span class="mu-b">CLOCK STORES</span> in Gold town?
“Hah! That’d be a first!” Snickers TT as she begins tuning her Striilii! What’s so funny?
“You’ll see when we get there, Ant…” She replies in a voice clearly knowing more than she lets on! “<span class="mu-b">KARSTEN’S CLOCKS,</span> right? Maybe that old coot at the Potion Shop knows...”
>CONTD.
