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6/22/2025, 10:14:22 PM
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“A-and you’re Meister Volkir’s daughter… Volka!” He exclaims, eager to change the subject! Her eyes widen in a blend of shock and relief!
“Y-yea! The um… ‘The One and Only’! H-hahah…”
“And Miitu!” Smiles the HUNK as his dumb, pretty face shifts over to TT! “I knew you looked familiar!”
“Metoo….” She gurgles, eyes still spinning!
“I was just getting acquainted with the co-owner,” Jhairo adds as he clasps your shoulder with a claw that yep, pretty sure he just dislocated it! You’ll have to pop that back in later… “Forgive me, sir, but I haven’t had the pleasure of making your acquaintance…”
“Morook,” The Chytree replies in a civil tone, “Meister Volkir’s… other adopted child. And helper as needed.” He cocks his head to the side. “How do you know my sister?”
“Oh, it’s embarrassing, really…” Answers Jhairo with an embarrassed chuckle, “We met at your father’s potion shop when I was tracking a particularly loathsome demon…” He smiles at his fellow Skog. “... and I ran into a pair of angels instead!”
Jhairo and Morook share a laugh while you wrestle your POISONED BLADE back into your pocket! Volka, meanwhile, seems lost between wanting to melt beneath the floorboards and… keep talking?
“HAH! A-angels! G-good one!” She sputters as she picks TT off the ground and hugs her like a support plushie, “Wh-what brings, you here, Mr. Jhai-”
“Please,” He interrupts, his face turning a little red as well, “J-just Jhairo for now!”
“Jhairo,” She nods, “What brings you outside the city? I thought you were a-”
Jhairo’s cocky HUNKINESS deflates long before she can finish the question. “I-It’s a long story, but suffice it to say I’ve been given a new task for…” His dreamy eyes flit skyward. “Well, for the foreseeable future, I’m afraid.”
“Let me guess:” Morook drones, “Mitaaran Church?”
“I-indeed…” Jhairo replies as he dejectedly hangs his head. “It isn’t permanent, but I have been… diverted from my usual Templar duties.”
“That’s horrible…” Frowns Volka, her usual empathy overtaking her bashfulness. “Well if you need any help-”
“Oh no!” He answers with a belly laugh rivaling Volka’s, “No no no NOoooOoO… I couldn’t... And I shan’t.”
Straightening like a scarecrow, the Templar clears his throat! “Quoth THE SECOND SERMON OF MITAAR: ‘Mitaar showers us with gifts of light, yet it is burdenless. Burden not the needy, for sharing is divine.”
Where’s Rezzie when you need her...
>CONTD.
“A-and you’re Meister Volkir’s daughter… Volka!” He exclaims, eager to change the subject! Her eyes widen in a blend of shock and relief!
“Y-yea! The um… ‘The One and Only’! H-hahah…”
“And Miitu!” Smiles the HUNK as his dumb, pretty face shifts over to TT! “I knew you looked familiar!”
“Metoo….” She gurgles, eyes still spinning!
“I was just getting acquainted with the co-owner,” Jhairo adds as he clasps your shoulder with a claw that yep, pretty sure he just dislocated it! You’ll have to pop that back in later… “Forgive me, sir, but I haven’t had the pleasure of making your acquaintance…”
“Morook,” The Chytree replies in a civil tone, “Meister Volkir’s… other adopted child. And helper as needed.” He cocks his head to the side. “How do you know my sister?”
“Oh, it’s embarrassing, really…” Answers Jhairo with an embarrassed chuckle, “We met at your father’s potion shop when I was tracking a particularly loathsome demon…” He smiles at his fellow Skog. “... and I ran into a pair of angels instead!”
Jhairo and Morook share a laugh while you wrestle your POISONED BLADE back into your pocket! Volka, meanwhile, seems lost between wanting to melt beneath the floorboards and… keep talking?
“HAH! A-angels! G-good one!” She sputters as she picks TT off the ground and hugs her like a support plushie, “Wh-what brings, you here, Mr. Jhai-”
“Please,” He interrupts, his face turning a little red as well, “J-just Jhairo for now!”
“Jhairo,” She nods, “What brings you outside the city? I thought you were a-”
Jhairo’s cocky HUNKINESS deflates long before she can finish the question. “I-It’s a long story, but suffice it to say I’ve been given a new task for…” His dreamy eyes flit skyward. “Well, for the foreseeable future, I’m afraid.”
“Let me guess:” Morook drones, “Mitaaran Church?”
“I-indeed…” Jhairo replies as he dejectedly hangs his head. “It isn’t permanent, but I have been… diverted from my usual Templar duties.”
“That’s horrible…” Frowns Volka, her usual empathy overtaking her bashfulness. “Well if you need any help-”
“Oh no!” He answers with a belly laugh rivaling Volka’s, “No no no NOoooOoO… I couldn’t... And I shan’t.”
Straightening like a scarecrow, the Templar clears his throat! “Quoth THE SECOND SERMON OF MITAAR: ‘Mitaar showers us with gifts of light, yet it is burdenless. Burden not the needy, for sharing is divine.”
Where’s Rezzie when you need her...
>CONTD.
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