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6/29/2025, 1:40:36 AM
There is one thing, you reply, though you’re pretty sure it’s a long shot…
“I understand, Anton,” Interrupts Morook with a gentle nod, “If I hear or see anything about your fellow human-”
Wha? Woah, no, no, NO, you stammer, he doesn’t gotta track down Liz for you!
Both Tzah-Tzie and Morook exchange a wary glance. “H-he doesn’t?”
Look, you shrug, that girl’s cagey even on the best of days.
“She did nearly kill me when we first met, yes…” Nods the Chytree, “But-”
If she’s around, you continue, people are definitely gonna talk about it. It’s like how everyone’s talking about you!
An uncomfortable hush falls over the tavern as the remaining patrons go about their conversations and drinking. TT, when are those damn ballads going to be ready!?
“Y-you can’t rush art!” She sputters indignantly! “That’s why they call it ‘art’, y’know! Because it… it ‘art’ not to be… no, wait…”
“Understood,” Shrugs the Ranger as you give TT’s ear a flick, “Any message I should relay if I run into her?”
Now there’s the million dollar question! You’re still in shock over the fact that she’s HERE--lord knows what you’re actually supposed to say when you run into her… and you just KNOW you’ll run into her eventually!
Just, uh… tell her to not hurt anyone and we’ll meet up soon? Punctuating your suggestion with a weak shrug, you take a steadying breath as Morook’s eyes pulse in acknowledgement!
“You must be worried sick about her.” He observes. “I’m sorry, Anton.”
Y-yea, you nod, it’s a bummer… Seeing TT’s eyes bore holes into your face, you swiftly change the subject by clearing your throat! A-actually, you continue, you were hoping he could keep an eye out for Rezzie. Y’know-
“The devil we traveled with?” The Ranger asks, cocking his head to the side. “You think she’ll return to the city?”
“The only predictable thing about that one is that she’s UN predictable…” Groans TT. “She DID track us down pretty easily last time though, so…”
Well she tracked you down pretty easily before, so who knows? She’s probably angry, though. Might be burning Crossroads to the ground as we speak.
“I certainly hope not...” Drones Morook as he glances warily at the door.
>CONTD.
“I understand, Anton,” Interrupts Morook with a gentle nod, “If I hear or see anything about your fellow human-”
Wha? Woah, no, no, NO, you stammer, he doesn’t gotta track down Liz for you!
Both Tzah-Tzie and Morook exchange a wary glance. “H-he doesn’t?”
Look, you shrug, that girl’s cagey even on the best of days.
“She did nearly kill me when we first met, yes…” Nods the Chytree, “But-”
If she’s around, you continue, people are definitely gonna talk about it. It’s like how everyone’s talking about you!
An uncomfortable hush falls over the tavern as the remaining patrons go about their conversations and drinking. TT, when are those damn ballads going to be ready!?
“Y-you can’t rush art!” She sputters indignantly! “That’s why they call it ‘art’, y’know! Because it… it ‘art’ not to be… no, wait…”
“Understood,” Shrugs the Ranger as you give TT’s ear a flick, “Any message I should relay if I run into her?”
Now there’s the million dollar question! You’re still in shock over the fact that she’s HERE--lord knows what you’re actually supposed to say when you run into her… and you just KNOW you’ll run into her eventually!
Just, uh… tell her to not hurt anyone and we’ll meet up soon? Punctuating your suggestion with a weak shrug, you take a steadying breath as Morook’s eyes pulse in acknowledgement!
“You must be worried sick about her.” He observes. “I’m sorry, Anton.”
Y-yea, you nod, it’s a bummer… Seeing TT’s eyes bore holes into your face, you swiftly change the subject by clearing your throat! A-actually, you continue, you were hoping he could keep an eye out for Rezzie. Y’know-
“The devil we traveled with?” The Ranger asks, cocking his head to the side. “You think she’ll return to the city?”
“The only predictable thing about that one is that she’s UN predictable…” Groans TT. “She DID track us down pretty easily last time though, so…”
Well she tracked you down pretty easily before, so who knows? She’s probably angry, though. Might be burning Crossroads to the ground as we speak.
“I certainly hope not...” Drones Morook as he glances warily at the door.
>CONTD.
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