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7/11/2025, 10:24:33 PM
“QUIET!”
Joplin’s interjection nearly sends you tumbling out of your chair! By the time you regain your bearings, the Gnok’s face is chiseled in the image of complete and utter concentration! Opening your mouth to ask what’s happening, you abandon the endeavor when Lutza shoots you a stern, yet still warm glance!
Frozen in silent confusion, you only dare to breathe once the manager relaxes his posture to its usual tenseness!
“... I’ve got them.” He mutters with a triumphant half-smirk! “It was only for a moment, but I was able to get something…”
“W-well don’t leave us in suspense, Jo!” Pouts Lutza as her security Skogs rush over to the cabin door! “What’ja get!?”
“To begin, they were just outside of this cabin-”
“AFFER’ EM’!”
“THEY AIN’T GONNA GO FAR!”
“LEMME AT ‘EM!”
“STOP.” Snarls the Gnok, freezing the Skogs in place, “Pursuing them now will give the game away… and allow them to pick their battlefield.”
Lutza frowns. “They… didn’t sense you sensing them?” Her question earns another smirk from her manager.
“You don’t employ a fool, my dear. I was very cautious.” Turning his stony gaze onto you, Joplin continues to relay what he unearthed: “They’re a Mzz’goe’virr–I’d recognize a lumbering gait like that anywhere. Nonetheless, they’re known to be adept assassins and mages…”
“Some of my kindest fans are Mzz’goe’virrs though!” Lutza chirps with a fond smile! “This one guy gave me a doll he weaved… the proportions were way off, but-”
Mzz’goe’virr, you mutter, got it… but what was she saying about Tzah-Tzie?
“Oh,” Blinks the balladeer, “Well, um…” Reaching over the side of her seat, Lutza picks something up off the ground and lets it rest in her lap before giving it a few strums.
You don’t know what angels sound like, but you’re pretty sure the notes that come out of the instrument come close…
“Beautiful, huh?” Lutza sighs as sadness creeps into her eyes, “This… was hers-”
“I hate to rush you both,” Joplin rushes, “But time is of the essence here. If we lose this Mage, they’ll be practically untraceable in Umberal.”
Nodding hastily, the Spinner sends an apologetic smile your way! “Let’s finish this when you’re done, okay?”
Hold on a sec, you frown, why doesn’t she just talk to TT with you? Let’s just nip this in the b-
“It’s… better that I don’t…” Lutza mutters as her gaze falls to the carpet. “But it’s for a good reason, Anton–I promise.”
>CONTD.
Joplin’s interjection nearly sends you tumbling out of your chair! By the time you regain your bearings, the Gnok’s face is chiseled in the image of complete and utter concentration! Opening your mouth to ask what’s happening, you abandon the endeavor when Lutza shoots you a stern, yet still warm glance!
Frozen in silent confusion, you only dare to breathe once the manager relaxes his posture to its usual tenseness!
“... I’ve got them.” He mutters with a triumphant half-smirk! “It was only for a moment, but I was able to get something…”
“W-well don’t leave us in suspense, Jo!” Pouts Lutza as her security Skogs rush over to the cabin door! “What’ja get!?”
“To begin, they were just outside of this cabin-”
“AFFER’ EM’!”
“THEY AIN’T GONNA GO FAR!”
“LEMME AT ‘EM!”
“STOP.” Snarls the Gnok, freezing the Skogs in place, “Pursuing them now will give the game away… and allow them to pick their battlefield.”
Lutza frowns. “They… didn’t sense you sensing them?” Her question earns another smirk from her manager.
“You don’t employ a fool, my dear. I was very cautious.” Turning his stony gaze onto you, Joplin continues to relay what he unearthed: “They’re a Mzz’goe’virr–I’d recognize a lumbering gait like that anywhere. Nonetheless, they’re known to be adept assassins and mages…”
“Some of my kindest fans are Mzz’goe’virrs though!” Lutza chirps with a fond smile! “This one guy gave me a doll he weaved… the proportions were way off, but-”
Mzz’goe’virr, you mutter, got it… but what was she saying about Tzah-Tzie?
“Oh,” Blinks the balladeer, “Well, um…” Reaching over the side of her seat, Lutza picks something up off the ground and lets it rest in her lap before giving it a few strums.
You don’t know what angels sound like, but you’re pretty sure the notes that come out of the instrument come close…
“Beautiful, huh?” Lutza sighs as sadness creeps into her eyes, “This… was hers-”
“I hate to rush you both,” Joplin rushes, “But time is of the essence here. If we lose this Mage, they’ll be practically untraceable in Umberal.”
Nodding hastily, the Spinner sends an apologetic smile your way! “Let’s finish this when you’re done, okay?”
Hold on a sec, you frown, why doesn’t she just talk to TT with you? Let’s just nip this in the b-
“It’s… better that I don’t…” Lutza mutters as her gaze falls to the carpet. “But it’s for a good reason, Anton–I promise.”
>CONTD.
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