There’s no time to waste… this place is more crowded than GREASE MONKEY during GREASY WEEK!

… how do you remember so much about your crummy job and so little about your own life?

A-anyways, you need to get to the Innkeeper! You NEED to! Just look at TT–the poor thing is trembling just thinking of the reward!

… that can’t be healthy. Turning your attention from the jittery jingle-smith to the tallest person in your party, you give her hip a few polite taps to get her attention!

“Oh! Rook! Don’t worry–two of those Ruuppaas are for you!” She smiles before casting a sympathetic glance at her very grumpy-looking adopted brother, “Mor doesn’t drink… much. Poor fella…”

Volka, you continue, it’s gonna take ages to find Inngo in this mess–is she up for tossing you behind the bar? The amazon’s eyes light up like Christmas Trees in response!

“Thought ya’d never ask! Sure ya’ don’t wanna wait for the drinks?”

You’re sure, you nod, trying and failing to not stare at the SEA of people between you and where you assume the bar is. Ending the discussion with a ‘what-can-ya-do?’ shrug, the Skog picks you up by the scruff of your robe and prepares to fire!

“Hey, didja’ get a new hat?” She asks, earning TT’s attention as well as she gives your new accessory a poke! “Niiiiice material!”

Yea, you’ll… you’ll talk about it in a bit, okay? Less questions, more throwiAAAAIIIEEEEEE!

You’ll never get used to being thrown like a javelin. Still, through some divine providence, and much to the excitement of the sea of eyes below you, you sail over the crowd and spot a pair of burnt-orange eyes shuffling around behind what you hope is a counter!

Now all you need to do is land without hurt-

https://youtu.be/iDLmYZ5HqgM

… Mission… Failed…

>CONTD.