>>6324443“Viisla favors the cautious,” Morook drones with flickering eyes, “But they have a soft spot for the bold, too.” He lets your hand go with a steadfast nod. “Good hunting, Anton. Shall we meet at the safehouse before the concert?”
Good call! No sense in playing your hand too early… and there’s no telling how long this meeting will go.
Speaking of, you leave the rest of the crew with a wink as the Tiito Triplets open the door to the suite for you.
“Tusks forward an’ head high, Mister Peas!”
“Leave the worryin’ ta’ us, Mister Peas!”
“Ain’t no one gettin’ their claws on Miss Tzie, Mister Peas!”
Thanking the boys as you exit the suite, you meet the Lodge Staffer with renewed confidence in your step and pride on your face… to which they’re pretty indifferent, unfortunately.
“P-please… th-this way, Mr. Anton…”
You don’t need to be that alcoholic sleuth you’re not supposed to serve at work to realize something’s rattled this staff member, and when you follow them down to the lobby it doesn’t take you long to understand why!
<span class="mu-b">”TARgeT IDeNTIfIED…”</span>
The declaration comes in triplicate, albeit spoken in different cadence and pitch by the Teksoul trio lingering in the lobby. Bracing yourself for an attack that never comes, it takes you a moment to let your guard down! Errr, yea, that’s you…
The constructs’ unseen limbs form a barrier around you like a very confused python… a dull tingle forms in your teeth as you sense magic seeping from their ever-glowing eyes!
<span class="mu-b">”STanD BY foR TRaNSPOrtaTION… DO. NoT. MOve.”</span>
A few days ago you would have been rattled by teleportation’s roller coaster-esque jerk, but now?
Now it’s just <span class="mu-i">Tuesday</span>.
… Is it Tuesday? What day is it in Zora-
<span class="mu-s">PERSPECTIVE CHOICE: WHO’S UP NEXT?</span>
>ANTON!>MOROOK!>WRITE-IN! JUST KIDDING, THOSE TWO ARE YOUR ONLY CHOICES! DON’T PICK THIS OPTION I SWEAR TO GOD YOU GUYS 