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As relieved as you are to know you aren't alone, you aren't feeling patient about the situation at all. You crawl over to the nail on the floor, tucking one chopstick into your waistband and taking the other to that exposed nail. You have never been particularly gifted when it comes to making things. Sculpting, weaving, even cooking - all have evaded you. But they say necessity is the mother of invention, and it's <span class="mu-i">very necessary</span> that you get out of this cell.
The kind of implement you need isn't complicated, thankfully, and you're feeling especially inspired, so you manage to complete the task in half the time you would have thought, just fifteen minutes or so. One end of the chopstick is flattened into a wedge, while the other your grind in four places to give it grooves for slotting into screws.
You waste no time, and start attacking the bottom hinge of your cell door. One screw comes free without too much effort, but the second is giving you some trouble, and you start to scrape some of the wood up to try and wedge it under the plate and loosen things up.
<span class="mu-b"><span class="mu-i">"Hoy."</span></span>
You hear a calm, masculine voice from across the aisle, and shift your focus from the hinge to the other cell. You don't know how in the world you didn't see it before, and blink a couple of times to make sure the eye you have left isn't damaged too.
The occupant of the other cell is a little furry creature, vulpine in shape but with bright yellow fur, and three tails ending in black tips that remind you of ink brushes. It's perhaps just a yard in height altogether, like a large housecat, with red eyes. There is a collar of silver around its neck, with a chain that goes down to the floor, where it's bolted in. After all you've seen since leaving the village, this ranks among the more unbelievable - the creature you behold is a <span class="mu-s">Keaton</span>, a rare and elusive Fairy Fox.
<span class="mu-b">"Hey neighbor... You look like you've got some place to be, huh? Would you mind being a pal and helping me get outta here too?"</span> The little spirit says. He doesn't move his mouth at all, but you hear his voice in your ears as plainly as if it were a person speaking just beside you. <span class="mu-b">"They put this magic collar on me, see? The <span class="mu-s">Quartermaster</span> and the <span class="mu-s">Captain</span> both have keys. Seeing as you're trying to skip out on this loser cruise, I'd consider it a real solid if you'd bring one over and get me outta this thing, I wanna flake too, sooner the better..."</span> He goes on, tilting his head either way to better show the collar.
<span class="mu-s">How will you respond?</span>
>Ignore the Keaton, they are known to be tricksters and you need to focus on getting out of here
>Agree to assist the Keaton, they are known to be very wise and he could help you escape
<span class="mu-s">Additionally you make select up to TWO (2) of the following for more information:</span>
>Ask about the Quartermaster
>Ask about the Captain
>Ask about the ship
>Ask about Verak
>Ask about the Lens of Truth
