>>6241063“Well it’s a good thing you heard me,” Morook sighs, “Or it would have felt much longer… you have my thanks, by the way.”
“Happy to help a friend of Volka’s!” TT replies as the two of them vacate the cell! “So how <span class="mu-i">DID</span> you end up in there, hmm?”
“Well it began shortly after Volka and Anton departed our camp:” The Chytree begins as he leans against his ‘sister’ for support, “We had originally journeyed into the Tossc Highlands to collect some reagents for Master Volkir, but I’ll admit Anton’s sudden arrival piqued my curiosity, as did the possibility of coming across an actual <span class="mu-r">CHAA’TAIAN</span> demon! Imagine!”
“Heh! Nice to finally get some recognition and respect around here!” Smirks Rezzie as her tail enthusiastically swishes behind her! “You all could learn a thing or two from this one!”
“Y-yes, well…” Mutters the ranger, “The journey took longer than expected–you see, on my way up the cliffside I heard the distinct ‘treech’ of a bonded pair of Gylocs… this took me by surprise, of course, as their numbers have dwindled over the past few seasons, so I just had to-”
“Mor,” Volka gently, but firmly grunts, “Back to the story, yea?”
“Oh! Right, sorry…” He stammers. “In any case, the cult den Anton mentioned wasn’t difficult to locate–like the ruins we find ourselves in now, the place Anton and Rezalith arrived in was merely a repurposed Mzz’goe’virr stronghold… no doubt used to store supplies or weapons from ancient times.”
How’d it look? Was it empty?
“Well there was quite a bit of medicinal moss…” Replies the ranger with a fond glimmer in his eye! “And a pack of Maakar, but they cleared out when I gave them my best Reeiga call!” His disco ball-sized eyes light up! “Want to hear it?”
Errr, maybe later, you smile!
“Your loss…” Shrugs the storyteller. “I had just reached the summoning chamber when I sensed something amiss–a shiver in the magical residue blanketing the site… I wasn’t alone.”
“And then what happened?” Inquires TT, her fluffy tail wagging behind her! “Didja get into a scrap!?”
“If I had the choice I probably would have slipped past them…” Morook chuckles! “I was careless… by the time I’d readied my Slinger I was cornered by, well…” He glances down the hall you entered from. “Well, a good portion of the cultists you probably saw lying around here… needless to say I surrendered.”
“And they took you all the way to the <span class="mu-i">Falls</span>?” Frowns Volka. “Quite the trip, Mor…”
“Yes, an enriching experience for all of us….” Shrugs the Chytree, stretching his neck and sending an unnerving <span class="mu-i">CRUNCH</span> bounding through the ruins! “The group leader knew how to teleport–that’s how they got the drop on me in the first place–but they wanted to be cautious on the way here, so… we walked.”
>CONTD. 