>>17904513"That's a bowl of fruit, sir."
The blind old scruff Armaldo twitches at the sound of your voice, but his hearing more than makes up for it, "What what, WHAT? I know, I know! Cookamidaug!"
"You know you're just staring at fruit?"
"I'M BLIND I CAN'T STARE!"
"Well, crap, excuse me! Why are you outside the tavern? Shouldn't you be drowning your sorrows away inside like everybody else?"
"NOPE NOPE. Dimdalligroogunk! Grunschloot doesn't let blind people in--URRRP--IT'S A NEW POLICY--NEW POLICY, yeah. Goggellmitestes!"
"Oh? Sounds kinda rude but--"
The Armaldo interrupts you, forcing his voice to yell at you at the top of his lungs, "NO NO, BLIND PEOPLE ARE BAD. They oughta be shamed, blind people...it makes wine EXPLODE! Not allowed in--SAFETY OF THE CUSTOMER IS FIRST...Zooboomafoo!"
In an effort to prove that Anina is trying her hardest to truly become best wife, she pops out from behind your back and raises a shaky finger, "U-Um... a-are y-you a....o-OlD s-seenitalln-nUtCaSE o-orrrr...a-areyoujustastupidn-nutcase!?"
She breaks halfway.
"I SEEN IT ALL. My eyes--the FRUIT. GRIZZLE. PARKINSON'S. THE ARCHIVE KNOWS MORE. Than I? ...Delphox...NO MOVES! You gotta..." Armaldo pauses to take a long and unnecessary swig from his magic elixir, "CONSULT barflies...THEY SEEN IT ALL TOO, but they can talk and exist....WITHOUTBEINGANNOYING. Yesyesschlonk."
"If...you say so?"
With the help of Armaldo's faulty description, you and Anina enter the bar and set out for someone who can give you a synopsis of this Wallflower and the lore behind it.
A) Look for someone "fruity".
B) Look for someone "grizzly".
C) Look for someone "parkinsons-y".
D) Talk to Grunschloot.