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You’re a little preoccupied, but you can still delegate! T, you command as the flames crackle louder by the second, find us a way outta here! One that isn’t burning!
“With <span class="mu-i">pleasure</span>!” She fires back as she gets to work slinking around the room like a ferret! As the Spinner scurries off, however, she knocks something over next to the bed… something that pours onto the floor like sand! Sensing a mistake, Tzah-Tzie’s eyes go wide as she continues to make a show of looking around!
Tzah, you frown as Volka continues to wander around the room with you in her clutches like a motherly zombie, what the hell was that?
“Errr, j-just cosmetics!” The Durher sputters as she darts around the room! “Say, this wall feels pretty thin, Ant! Y’know, if you could get sleeping beauty to knock it down-”
Yea okay, but seriously, you interrupt with a frown, what did she knock over? Does she just bring <span class="mu-i">sand</span> with her on journeys?
“I… yes!” She nods with an incredulous look in her eye, “I… I like sand, okay? It’s a good exfoliant! Now are you gonna wake her up or what!? I don’t wanna burn because you were being a perv, y’know!”
You’re not being a perv, you groan, you just… okay touche, but seriously-
“AAAAUUUUUUGHH, OKAY! YOU WIN!” Roars the Durher as she tugs at her unseen ears, “It’s <span class="mu-i">SALT</span>, okay!? A big bag of <span class="mu-s">SALT!</span> Happy!?”
Y-yea, you nod, that could probably smother the fire! The anger in T’s face quickly cools down as she cocks her head to the side. “... Oh yea… Hey, I guess stealing it from the back of the bar was a good idea, huh!”
You’re eager to get out of here, you sigh, but you don’t think you’ll be able to focus on anything else until she answers this question: <span class="mu-s">WHY</span> did she steal the Inn’s salt?
“Well, y’know…” The Durher mutters as she sheepishly twiddles her claws, “S-salt is a nice condiment to have when you can’t afford fancy stuff… and if you put it in boiling water it’s kinda like a soup-”
You’re suddenly not convinced this girl is a renowned Bard or Spinner or whatever. You weren’t convinced before, but you definitely aren’t now. This girl has clearly never had money in her entire life. In any case, you shrug, she can use that to douse the flames! Go for it!
“Don’t look at <span class="mu-i">me</span>!” T sputters indignantly, “Do you see these claws!? Do they look like they can lug a few bags of salt around!?”
You respond with a blink. How the hell did she get them in here in the first place? And wait, there’s <span class="mu-s">MORE!?</span>
“I dragged ‘em… and um… maybe took a few trips…”
Maybe it’s for the best that this place burns down.
>CONTD.
