A HISTORIAN examines a clay tablet.
Oh boy, a sudden transition.
"Obviously this is an adoring fan. Immediately give Sneakysneak an autograph across the face. "Your welcome."
> "Hi, new best friend."
> don the stalker's mask and mock him"
You do two of the three actions.
The flock is judging you silently.
You pull the stalker out of the tree.
"Pelt sneaky peepers with rocks"
You have a better idea.
You see someone watching in the trees.
After 20 minutes of walking, you arrive at the town. A flock of avialoxians sit at the entrance. Dvar runs up to them, chatting rapidly in Caw.
You stand awkwardly.
"Yeah, why not?"
You jump down from the tree.
TYARI: Aren't you worried that the sky is literally bleeding right now?
???: Nope. What's your name?
???: I'm Dvar. Can you fight?
TYARI: I can do some cool magic stuff.
DVAR: If you tag along and protect us from any monsters or ghosts or whatever that happen to be there, you can take some stuff.
DVAR: You in?
You look down to see an orange avialoxian yelling at you.
"Check sky; check surroundings."
What in the name of the Twins is going on?
You are now Tyari. You have just woken from your nap, only to see that the sky is turning red.
A strange figure approaches as you fall unconscious.
You feel a sudden prick at the back of your neck.
Murder is the least profitable way to dispose of people. Selling their organs usually gets you more gold, but that's mostly illegal.
RAKTOA THE BRAVE
Yeah, very impressive. So, now you need to actually talk to the very intimidating Voskin that could probably kill you if you annoyed him too much.
Unfortunately, you have very little social skills.
You try to think of something to talk about.
The taxidermied duck that keeps you awake at night.
Why murder is bad.
Breeding habits of greater Solumar lizards.
None of these even make sense.
Wasn't it something like...
Who's this guy again?
Your name is ELUIO KAJATA, BATTLEMAGE of THE IRIS BATTALION.
Right now you are negotiating with... uh...
"Be the APOSTATE"
As is tradition, give him a name.
An avian and a canine plot on a hill.
Be the APOSTATE
Be the WARLORD
"Take well-deserved nap."
You calculate that you have a few minutes to take a nap.
You find a comfy place and fall asleep.
You make your way to the top of a tree. It appears that path is clear of obstacles for the next few miles.
Well, let's check your inventory.
Health Potion x2
Depleted Ring of Healing
Arkay Teeth x4
Mana Potion x3
You appear to be low on Health and Mana Potions. You should also get that Ring recharged.
Right now, you traveling along your normal patrol route, which is along the shared border of NITAOR and MHERID.
A TRADING POST is a few miles away, down a trail that forks off your path.
You can either take a detour and go get some supplies, or complete your route as normal.
TYARI KYERU, SCOUT OF THE ORDER OF THE SHATTERED CROWN at your service.
> No!! No!! We need something more formal, more historic, more recognizable... How about Emily??"
How about none of these?
"Somewhere in a forest,"
A young SCOUT treads carefully on the greenery.