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Why, work them DRUMSTICKS, of course! Nearly toppling over the conveniently-placed rope barricade guiding the customer to and from the counter to the exit, you send a hasty ‘later’ over to the shopkeep before practically TACKLING the door open!
“Woah, woah, WOAH, slow down!” Stammers TT as she struggles to keep up behind you! “Got tiny legs over here!”
“Rook!”
You find Volka and Rezalith more or less where you left them, but not necessarily <span class="mu-i">how</span> you left them! The Skog glances your way like a husky in the snow–her big yellow eyes wide and her mouth spread into a wide smile upon your approach!
Rezzie, well… Volka, what’cha doin’ there, bud?
“Oh, um…” She stammers as you realize she’s kneeling, “R-Rezzie thought something was calling her out, so I had to uh… help her cool down…”
You shift your attention from Volka’s sheepish grin to the sound of hissing frost and muffled growling below her! Doesn’t she mean some<span class="mu-i">one</span>?
Your answer comes swift and hard as Rezzie’s perpetually-irate mug bursts free of the thin layer of snow like a shark breaching the ocean surface!
“<span class="mu-s">SAY IT AGAIN! SAY IT AGAIN, YOU WINGED BASTARDS!</span>”
Her foe indeed <span class="mu-i">does</span> say it again–following her eyes skyward, you frown a bit as a pack of screeching creatures fly by overhead completely disregarding the devil’s threats. Hey, relax-
“<span class="mu-s">SEE YOU IN HELL!</span>”
<span class="mu-i">RELAX!</span> Stomping over to the harangued hellion, you tap Volka and motion to let her go–you’ve gotta move! Remembering what worked last time, you don’t wait for the hellspawn to get up before you leave, prompting her to scamper after you!
“Big galoot,” She huffs, sending one last glare in the Skog’s direction before turning towards you, “You’re still alive. Shocking.”
“No trouble this time, ey?” Asks Volka as she stoops lower to hear all the deets! “Whatja’ find down there, hmm?”
“Yea!” Adds Tzah-Tzie as she cozies up at your side with intrigue in her eyes! “You can’t just disappear down a SECRET PASSAGE and not fill me in, Ant…”
You’re happy to share, you reply as you warily scan your surroundings, but we should probably find a safer place first…
A dash of worry taints Tzah-Tzie’s toothy smile! “Are… we in trouble?”
“Could always go to Ma’s! Or dad’s shop!” Suggests the Skog as her hand rests on her blade’s hilt! “There’s the pond too, but…”
“What are you so SCARED about?” Scoffs the devil with an expertly-executed eyeroll! “... and why do you SMELL so good?” To your shock and the other girl’s horror, Rezalith dips in and licks some of the cultist residue off your cheek–her forked tongue hot to the touch! W-WHAT THE HELL!?
>CONTD.
