You’ll have an ANTON, you answer as you sit down and give your pals a knowing wink!

“Alright, super! What IS that?”

D’oh! Relaying the recipe to The Waitress, you take a sip from your current drink and smile as the fruity, effervescent draught tickles your throat and warms your tummy! No wonder Volka swears by this!

… wait a second… is that HAIR in your mug?

“Woah… th-that’s a stumper, yea…” Following the voice over to a now very-lucid and guilty-looking Tzah-Tzie, you give her head a gentle tap with your mug! What, she didn’t want her own?

“You know how I get when I ‘glug-gluuuug’!” She counters, making a show of twirling her eyes in circles! “C’moooon, be a pal! Share with your favorite Spinner, yeah?”

Euch… fine. You’re just happy she isn’t spellbound by HUNKULES anymore! Speaking of, he and the others don’t overlook how you’re remaining at the table!

“Stickin’ around, Rook?” Asks Volka, the girl clearly jazzed about having the whole ‘gang’ together! “Atta’ boy… too early ta’ doze off!”

You wouldn’t wanna miss Morook giving directions, you reply with a good-natured shrug! You know the real reason you stuck around, though: say what you will about the guy, Jhairo’s a rare specimen when it comes to Skogs, and Volka seems pretty pleased to hang out with a kindred spirit!

And if she’s willing to support you no matter what, well… it’s only natural to return the favor, right?

So there you sit, fuzzball leaning into your side and snatching a swig every minute or so while Jhairo listens intently to Morook… As does Volka, the girl stealing a glance at her fellow Skog whenever she thinks no one’s looking.

“It’ll be slow-going,” Drones the Ranger as his eyes flicker excitedly, “But if you veer SouthWEST instead of due South, LOOK OUT! You’ll find yourself in a peat bog! Don’t let the smells or the Ziibs bother you, though–the land is ripe with medicinal moss and bog-dwelling bottom feeders that cook easily if you’ve the mind to catch some! Do you have a slab? I’ll tap some descriptions in for you…”

“I’d welcome any aid thou wouldst provide, Meister…” Jhairo replies as he fishes something out from his cloak and places it in front of his guide! “I’m ashamed to admit mine knowledge is woefully limited save for Miitar’s teachings and practices… Oh!” The Templar blinks in surprise as The Waitress plants a fresh mug in front of him! “Err, my sincerest thanks-”

“S’okay! I don’t know much stuff either!” Laughs Volka as she empties one of her many mugs before realizing what she just said! “ERR, I mean, uh…”

>CONTD.