>>5437147>>5437166>>5437203>>5437211>>5437244>>5437709>>5437840This could be your only chance to relax for a good long while. May as well make the most of it. Studying Li's attire, you could not help but wonder... "Your clothes. Pretend I want some. Where could I get them?" Sip. "... For my sister," you add. Li presses her left index finger against her cheek, squinting as if struggling to recall. "Item from Kara-Tur always found in Thesk. Maybe Sembia, or Chessenta."
You pinch the bridge of your nose and sigh. How are you supposed to memorize the names of so many places when they all sound the same? Most likely, you would have better luck enlisting Amaranth's assistance, or perhaps the aid of that duplicitous gnome who somehow manages to keep selling ridiculous things. "Right. Tell me about your uncle."
This is something that she is passionate about. Almost as passionate as she is about Veldrin, at the very least. "He is a greatest warrior! In Chessenta, they say he is the Iaido Lunatic, slaying one hundred in one evening. True story!" She insists. Sip. You question the veracity of her claim. Having killed several hundred - or maybe thousands of living beings yourself, the act of singlehandedly felling a hundred foes over one single evening in melee combat reeks of embellishment.
"Li, no more stories from those grim years of your uncle's life," waxes a masculine voice that sounds of coarse sand in a grandiose fashion. "Siege after siege... bloodbath after bloodbath... with age, my eyes were opened to the truth; violence disrupts the natural balance of the world. Now a wise man, I have abandoned the way of the sword for the Light Way, and journeyed into these mountains to enjoy my enlightenment."
A diminutive, elderly man - shorter than the girl - sporting garb similar to Li's marches through the tea shop at a sluggish pace, speaking with a smug pretention that makes you doubt his sincerity. Finally getting a look at your appearance beneath your cloak, he strokes his facial hair contentedly, smirking like a burglar who has chanced upon a precious treasure.
"Mmmh. But this mature dark-skinned beauty has got me actin' unwise..."
"Stop it, uncle."
