>>17968348While trying to grasp the fact that a malevolent grassy behemoth is living underneath the city and is the smoking gun in this whole Wallflower conspiracy, a Carracosta approaches the statue.
He takes a photo of the Herbicicide before making way to leave, but you stop him before he gets far, "Excuse me! Can I ask you something?"
"Hm? Ye olde travelers? What can thy help ye with, eh?" asks the Carracosta in a raspy old-timer tone.
To which you respond by pointing over at the skeletal Herbicicide, "That. Over there. That's not just some publicity stunt for merch revenue, is it? I mean, that CAN'T be real, right?"
"Oh, no, no, no!
'Tis real indeed, traveler. Aye, aye--the plaque, she says 'tis but a rumor, but it's not. Doth beast is certainly real, ye. Us adults only say 'tis false to keep our kin from gettin' their arms up in fright, ye know? Only town officials are allowed underground to go see it, doth. But when the town rumbles, when it shakes and ye hear its fierce growl, oh, there's no denyin' there's a beast lurkin' under the very ground ye walk on, not at all sir."
With that, the turtle shambles off to take a gander out all the other exhibits.
"Hmph...That's one of the few times that an old geezer was actually helpful for once.. Come on Anina, I think we're done here."
"O-Okay, I-I'll try not to think about g-getting monster r-raped i-in the meanti--Too late."
"Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaabuuuuuuuuuuu!"
A) Head to the Flour Mill.
B) Head to the local brothel.
C) Head to the rumbling alleyway.
D) Head to the Hot Link Stand.
