Nov 25, 2020 12:52 AM
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A napkin presents itself to Ari.

"Bar says she's a pocket dimension that 'isn't particularly anywhere,'" he reports. "Thanks, Bar." He pats the bar's polished surface.
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"Is there a way from here back to - hm. No, on second thought, I would rather confront the nightmare demon," says Katrin. "No shortcuts."

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"Agreed."

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"Agreed."

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"Want a hand with that? I punch good."

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Sefton looks at the other two.

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Stalas and Katrin exchange a thoughtful look; Stalas speaks first.

"We appreciate the offer, but the place we came here from has numerous other hazards and we're not sure exactly what all of them are. Very few people have ever traveled there physically, and legend has it the last batch turned into horrible world-destroying monsters who have been plaguing us ever since."
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Ari begins to argue the point, but pauses.

"...Given my fated role... that is probably a valid concern. To have."

He glowers at his slimetail and takes a resentful sip.
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"Why, what's your fated role?"

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"Well, I'm Bard of Rage, right? So according to my brother - he understands shit, that's his deal - I've got one of three paths I can go down. Invite destruction through hatred, allow hatred to be destroyed, or allow myself to be destroyed by hatred. For obvious reasons, I try to stick to the second of those, except when something really needs destroyed. But, uh, 'turned into a horrible monster that wants to kill everything' kind of sounds like being destroyed by hatred to me. Or close enough that you're better safe than sorry."

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"Our explanations haven't been nearly that precise," says Stalas. "For the most part, our explanations haven't been."

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Ari shakes his head sympathetically. "Sucks. If I could call Elisha in here I would, he'd be glad to help out, but he's on the other side of the meteor trying to keep an angry human teenager from burning her planet to the ground."

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"That doesn't sound good..."

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"I mean, she'd only be killing a bunch of tiny pastel dragons, but it's the principle of the thing. We've got to guide them through their quests, and her smashing every puzzle she comes across into bitty pieces is not the most helpful thing she could be doing."

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"Tiny... pastel... dragons."

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"Yeah, her consorts are dragons. It's adorable. She's pissed off about the pastel, though. Says that something in charge is making fun of her?" He shakes his head. "She's kind of touchy."

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"If I had to deal with tiny pastel dragons in order to save the world, the thought that I was being mocked by fate would certainly occur to me," says Stalas.

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"See, I don't get that! I'd just think, 'hey, these are adorable and I love them,' and get on with my quest. And probably keep like half a dozen of them in my sylladex so I could hug them at random times."

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Stalas glances at Sefton, who seems to keep knowing things.

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Sefton gives a nope-no-idea sort of shrug.

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"In your what?"

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"Sylladex?" Out of thin air pops a small piano, which then turns into a brightly colored card. Ari tucks the card back into thin air. "Sylladex."
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"...Yeah, our world doesn't have those."

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"How do you carry shit?!"
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"In... bags...?"

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