>>6302168“Right…” Tzah-Tzie ponders as she slinks over to your side, “She nearly took your head off, didn’t she, Mor?”
“I’d… rather not reminisce.” He answers with a nervous chuckle. “But consider this, Anton: if her memories are in the balance, will she erm…”
Play nice? You’re not sure, you answer with a shrug of your own. You have that balm that Veeti gave you, but from what little you remember, Liz has always been pretty prickly even in the best of circumstances.
“Then she’s a liability.”
The sureness in Oti’s voice takes you all by surprise. Turning to face him, you can’t help but let out a quiet ‘excuse me?’
“She’s a liability.” The mage repeats in an even colder voice. “Until she proves otherwise you should stay on guard, especially with how forward your mind’s new tenant has been with information.”
TT stirs. “Yea… he could totally tell her where we are, couldn’t he?” Her eyes shift over to you with growing concern. “Might not be a huge deal now, but if we take down a lord or two…”
It’s not gonna come to that, you firmly interject, you’ll reach her! She might be pissed off, you continue, but she’s not stupid… and knowing her she’s probably about as excited as you are about dealing with an Archdevil, so-
“Speculation,” Sighs Oti, “But I suppose it’s all we can manage for now.” His green eyes dance down to your collar. “... What do you have around your neck?”
“Ain’t it keen?” Giggles Tzah-Tzie as she wraps her arms around your waist, “Just a little <span class="mu-i">ENGAGEMENT PRESENT</span>~”
Morook’s eyes flicker! Rezzie looks disgusted! Volka’s face lights up like a proud parent! Oti looks ready to kill everyone!
“C-CONGRATULATIONS, YOU TWO!!!” Squeals the Skog as she claps her claws together with delight! “WOWIE!”
Damn it, TT! No, you grumble as you give her ear a flick, it’s not a… <span class="mu-i">whatever</span> she just said it was! You found it in the office along with the <span class="mu-s">KEYSTONE</span>, you think.
“Awww….”
“Hmmm…” Gliding over to examine your findings while Volka’s enthusiasm vanishes, Oti nods as you pass over the token you took. “Feels attuned to Trimbault, yes… no sign of any specific owner either. A prize indeed.” Turning his attention to your amulet, however, the sorcerer recoils upon reaching for it! Is uh… he okay?
“Tch… yes, yes…” He mutters as he shakes some pain off of his claw, “Quite the find you’ve made there… some kind of <span class="mu-b">RESISTANCE TO MAGIC AMULET</span> if I had to wager…”
“<span class="mu-i">WAGER?!</span>”
You give TT’s ear another flick. So… like a shield?
>CONTD. 