>>6159983Pocketing the staticy cylinder, you follow TT back out the way you came and frown–what’s wrong? Didn’t she find anything?
“Nothing <span class="mu-i">spectacular…</span>” Sighs the Spinner as she quietly closes the door behind you, “I think that goon was right: there was a key hook near the desk, but no <span class="mu-i">key</span>...”
“Didja find anything else, at least?” Asks Volka as she cocks her head to the side! “Clues, maybe?”
“Kkkkinda…” TT Shrugs as she rummages around in her pockets! “I found this note… reads like an <span class="mu-i">invoice</span> if anything.” The girl shoves it into your hand before realizing her mistake and giving it to Volka instead.
“Hells…” The Skog hisses as she skims the contents, “This is for a <span class="mu-r">SHYPPA</span>...”
Oh boy, you groan, you’re guessing that’s a bad thing? You’re answered by <span class="mu-i">TWO</span> emphatic nods, one from each party member!
“Think lotsa teeth, sharp claws, thick scales-” Begins Volka,
“-And a habit of luring people into the water with ‘em.” TT concludes with a shiver! “People don’t swim much in Zoral for a reason, Ant.”
“Speak for yourself!” Frowns the Skog! “Just gotta stick ta’ ponds and leave your armor on the shore! It’s refreshing after a long day, y’know!”
Fascinating, you interject impatiently, so why would these guys need to buy one, exactly? Your question is met by <span class="mu-i">TWO</span> emphatic blank stares, one from each party member!
“Well if they’re holding an auction I’d assume they’d wanna resell it…” Muses TT as her tail gently smacks against the wall! “But Shyppas don’t make good slaves…”
“Yea, they’d made better garbage disposals than anything else!” Smirks Volka! “They can tear through a Skog in minutes, Rook. Spooky stuff!”
She doesn’t seem so spooked. The Skog puffs out her chest, rattling her draped armor!
“Gotta wake up pretty early in the mornin’ to nibble on <span class="mu-i">this</span> gal, thank you~”
Yea, you’re not touching that one… what else didja find, T? The Durher answers by shoving a small, round, metallic object into your hand–its surface sending a chill through your palm and down your spine!
“Feels like a <span class="mu-b">BADGE</span> of some sort… definitely magical.” She answers with a glint in her eye! “Trust me–I know magic when I feel it!”
You gently toss the magic item up and down with a quizzical look on your face. Can she feel what the hell it’s for? The glint in the Spinner’s eye leaves as quickly as it arrived!
“... well I’m not a <span class="mu-i">mage</span>...”
Volka?
“Couldn’t tell ya!”
You hate to admit it, but someone like Oti would be real handy right about now…
>CONTD. 