>>6116887Deftly lifting a part of an unseen counter and bringing you all down a narrow hallway at the back of the shop, you’d wager the elderly Durher had been doing this for years! As the sound of a roaring fire comes to a head, you nearly stumble over the old coot as he smacks an unseen walking stick against something leathery.
“Go on, siddown.”
Flopping into a comfy, if not somewhat lumpy armchair, you allow yourself a sigh of relief as you sink into its many folds! Tzah-Tzie tries to hop on too, but a long, scaled tail intercepts her!
“You can sit over <span class="mu-i">there</span>.” Instructs Volka as she directs the Spinner to a nearby couch. Taking a seat across from you, the old man takes another appraising look at you before addressing his daughter!
“Volka, dear, would you mind pouring us some tea?”
“Not at all, dad!” The Skog responds, leaping to her feet like a dog hearing the word ‘treat’!
“And be careful with your t-”
The warning is cut short by the rattle of an entire case-worth of glass bottles!
“... tail…”
“Sorry~!”
As your bodyguard goes to fetch some refreshments, your gracious host leans closer from his plush perch with the look of a man struggling to solve a puzzle on his tired face.
“So, Anton,” He begins, “Just what the Hells are you and what are you doing here?”
Well…
>Tell him EVERYTHING!>Cut to the chase: you wanna go home!>First off, who is HE?>TT, educate this guy.>You’re looking for a devil…>You wanna learn magic!>Shouldn’t we wait for the teeeeaaa?>You really don’t know, honestly.>Write-In! 