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"So, Tire Store or whatever your name is, since it sounds like you know things, where did that present from earlier come from?" Famen said, holding up the long-since-opened demon box, along with his gloves. "And why aren't any more dropping for Mina and Mark? Are the sky presents not aligned or something?"I CAN BE FUNNY TOO FID

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(AHAHAHA JUST KIDDING CORTHIAS SUFFER SOME MORE)

 

A gentle breeze flew through the air; Corthias winced, as the wind agitated the welts on her fingers, and she instinctively reached for her hands (which was a poor choice, as it only made them sting more). She quickly let go of her fingers, and, her foot still on the book, turned towards Woodie.

 

"I am so, so sorry for what you had to witness, but could you hand me some honey? Something sweet, perhaps? And something to dress my fingers."

Seeing as Tire Store won't give him, or anyone, a clear answer, Famen stopped trying. "Fine...let's go to wherever you're taking us I guess." Famen said, not even bothering to ask about the 'other two'. He started sticking everything back into his pack, keeping the earbuds in and putting Angelle on her leash. "Ok, I'm ready."

Tiresias grinned, and nodded. "Great! Let's be on our way!" Without another word or glance at any other person, he started off, not turning around to see if they would follow.

Alex sighed, and stood up. His hand was still clenched in a fist in the form of a rock from the battle with the hounds. He tried to shake it out, but to no avail. Decided that it could wait, he followed after Tiresias.

(Oh. I... Just noticed you actually said something to the townsfolk. Heh... Eh... Whoops.

I'm the best GM ever kappa)

Most of the villagers just flat out ignored Vilsig, save a young man who was wearing generic clothing and seemed to have absolutely nothing special about him. "Hey... Who're you?"

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As the rest of the group was just heading out, Mina was finishing up a message she was carving on a tree incase the kidnapped Vilsy found his way back to camp. It read: Vilsy, we moved this way. and then she carved an arrow into the ground pointing in the direction the group was going. She zoomed up to the rest of the group, slowing to the pace everyone else was going at Tiras... Tires... the old guy. "Hey old guy, do you have future seeing powers or something?"

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