>>6339759“Moments ago you were just–forget it…” Shrugs the ranger with another sigh. “But if I’m being honest, the best dish I’ve ever tasted was the <span class="mu-b">ROOTFRY</span> Volka made me when Meister Volkir first took me in.” His globular eyes shift over to a very, <span class="mu-i">VERY</span> embarrassed Skog! “Every time I smell roots, they remind me of home. Thank you, Volka.”
“Q-quit being so sappy…” She groans, trying to keep her eyes focused on the ceiling! “I totally burnt it to Hell and back, so…” Her sentence comes to a screeching halt as her eyes meet her brother’s. It’s only for a split second, but they do the job!
“... Thanks, Mor…Sheesh…”
“There are plenty of accomplishments I could share,” Oti interjects with a noisy clearing of his throat, “But for the sake of moving along I’ll cut straight to the point: my name is known throughout many circles-”
Keep it simple, Oti! C’mon!
“Eugh… very well then.” You don’t know if Chytree react much to sour foods, but Oti looks like he just downed a whole bottle of vinegar! “When I was… still a nymph… my younger siblings called me… a name that I’d rather not rela-”
“TOO LATE!” Toppel giggles as she practically buries her face in the mage’s robes! “Come now, Oti, what’s the harm?”
You never thought you’d see the day, but Toppel’s right! Spill it, dude!
“.... ‘<span class="mu-i">Treeracer.</span>’ They called me ‘<span class="mu-i">Treeracer</span>’. And before you ask, it’s because I was skilled at climbing trees. There. Done.”
“My turn then!” His beau cheers as she gives him another squeeze! “As you all probably know by now, Demonology is something of an interest of mine-”
Yea, you nod, we can tell.
“Eh?” Rezzie grunts as she looks up from setting a part of the hallway on fire.
“W-well,” Toppel continues, “I’m not the only one in the family who does-”
‘Click.’
“QUIET, WORM! Ahem. As I was saying, Obber and I, well… we aren’t the only heirs to the Gransee name–I have a brother, if you can believe it. A demonologist!”
Wait, really? Who is he? Maybe he can answer a few questions for you!
<span class="mu-r">”Yea, count me in too!” RED</span> exclaims!
“That might be more difficult than you think…” The sorceress sighs. “His studies take him all around Zoral… but perhaps I can sniff him out once we’re done with our… <span class="mu-i">errands</span> here in Umberal…”
“Oh right! What’s his name, this brother of yours?” Asks Volka, her previous embarrassment completely eclipsed by fresh chipperness!
“Obbher.”
…Of <span class="mu-i">COURSE</span> it is.
“It’s a common Gnok name!” The witch roars! “S-silence! I didn’t name the bastard!”
‘Click.’
Obber's right–you don’t have time for this! Does… do you wanna share too, Ob? Is that what you’re saying?
‘Click… click click? Click CLICK.’ Explains the Maakar as he paces back and forth across the seared carpet! ‘ClickCLICK. Click!’
>CONTD. 