Twortz: "What actually is that?"
Millard: "Not even I know. If happened shortly before the destruction of the Elementalists."
Twortz: "So-" *She sounded intrigued, as if she was ready to ask more questions.*
Millard: "You can find the history of this world when you're in Silver Wind Island." *He sarcastically yawned, implying he was tired.*
Twortz: "I understand. I sincerely appreciate your assistance in helping me achieve this weapon."
Millard: "And thankies for the frying pan! Can't wait to cook them eggs."
Twortz: "That frying pan is probably very unsanitary."
Millard: "Unsanitary? Bahahaha, bless you." *He chuckled and walked into the Spacial Funnel, causing his body to warp on the other side.*
Twortz: *She looked down and continued to admire the violin.* "Now.. I just need to learn how to play the violin..."
*Twortz smiled to herself and looked up, observing the memorising scene in the night sky.*
Chapter 7: The Marshes' Monster
*Trevour, Nathan, Luna and Destiny slept around the burning firewood, ignoring the rising sun.*
Trevour: "Hermm.." *He slowly stretched his arms over his head, naturally making a moan of relief.*
Champion: "Oh, you're awake." *She spoke in a high pitch of tone and stood in the clearing, staring up at the clouds.*
Trevour: "Heh heh, sure am, miss." *He casually stood up, adjusting the armour he slept on.*
*Trevour looked to his side, noticing Luna and Nathan cuddling each other in a comfortable appearing manner.*
Destiny: "Yue, yue-ue-ue-ue-ue." *She slept in a ball in the middle of Luna and Nathan, purring in a snore-like manner.*
Trevour: *He looked back to the champion, watching her stare into the sky.* "What are you doing, miss?"
Champion: "Just admiring what isn't there."
Trevour: "Sorry, miss?" *He hobbled up to the champion and looked up, staring into the sky.* "..."
Champion: "What do you think?"
Trevour: "It's just the sky..." *He shook his head.* "It's not my thing."
Champion: "Oh my, that's understandable."
Trevour: "It's nice and early. We should be at Silver Wind Island before lunch."
Champion: *She smiled with her eyes closed.* "I'll probably take my leave half way through, if not, just at Silver Wind Island."
Trevour: "Sounds like a fair organised ordeal."
Champion: "What about Luna, Nathan and Destiny?"
Trevour: "Their destiny?"
Champion: "No, the new addition to our team."
Trevour: "Oh, the Scoldrant! My bad, heh heh." *He awkwardly chuckled and turned around, facing the sleeping triplets.*
Champion: (This won't end well-) *She thought to herself in an innocent-like manner and casually hobbled to the side.*
Trevour: *He clapped several times with an upbeat attitude.* "Let's go, Luna, Nathan and Destiny-"
Nathan: "Quiet." *He mumbled under his breath, as if he couldn't be bothered moving.*
Trevour: "Heh heh, let's go, guys!-"
Luna: "I'll shit in your face if you don't shut up." *She grunted with her eyes shut.*
Trevour: "Just a sturdy push, and you'll be halfway to Silver-"
*Nathan's sheathed sword hit Trevour on the forehead, causing him to stagger backwards in shock.*
Trevour: *He rubbed his forehead in shock.* "Come on, everyone! We need to get up-"
*Trevour watched a small rock spiral towards his head, causing him to sway his hand, bursting the rock into dirt.*
Trevour: *He awkwardly chuckled with his eyes closed.* "You don't have any more projectiles-"
*Destiny was thrown into Trevour's head, causing her to suddenly wake up.*
Destiny: "Yeup?!" *She unintentionally scratched Trevour across the face in fright.*
Trevour: "Wha-?!"
Luna: "Aha-" *She smirked with her eyes closed, slowly lowering the arm she used to throw Destiny.*
Trevour: "You villain! Using your poor own Scoldrant as a throwing weapon!" *He stamped his foot forward and pouted, causing Nathan to smirk.* "N-Not you too, sir?!"
Champion: "Now that that little scene has finished, maybe we should leave some time soon?" *She hobbled behind Trevour, holding Nathan's sword in one hand and Destiny in the other.*
Trevour: "I-I'm trying, miss."
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*Lezard, Rachael and Karol slowly staggered out of the Spacial Funnel, stretching half-asleep as if they just woke up.*
Rachael: *She crossed her arms and stretched them in an athletic-like manner.* "Good morning."
Millard: *He squatted in the middle of the courtyard with his back facing the party.* "Good evening, my delicious children."
Karol: *He sniffed several times.* "Yhummy, what's that smell?"
Lezard: "It appears father monster is cooking us some succulent delicious eggs." *He giggled, shaking his bottom in excitement.*
Karol: "I-I'm weally hungi."
Rachael: "Hungi? Naww, that's cute."
Karol: "Nee hee."
Millard: "Got me some scrambled eggs in tha barbi." *He purposely spoke in a foreign accent, causing Rachael to chuckle.*
Rachael: "Hehe, nice accent!"
Millard: "Thankies."
Lezard: *He flared his nose and sniffed the air, causing him to spiral like a ballerina.* "This smell, rouses the senses, bwarharh."
Rachael: "Where's Twortz?"
Millard: "She's over there-" *He pointed to a bush, drawing the party's attention towards it.*
Lezard: "And father monster drew our attention to some sort of-" *He leant forward, squinting his eyes in disgust.* "A creature lurking in the bushes?"
Rachael: "Oh man..." *She pulled an awkward face, watching Twortz snore, tangled up in bamboo vine-like bushes.*
Karol: "Sh-She's even skcawier!"
Lezard: "Her hair looks like the vines out of a sea serpent's crack!-"
Millard: *He hissed in Twortz's general direction.* "I got a startle myself, I hobbled out, minding my own business and I noticed that-" *He waved his finger around Twortz's general direction.* "Scenario-"
Rachael: *She silently stared at Twortz, as if she was embarrassed for her.* "..."
Millard: "I was like, jinkies! This place didn't have a scarecrow last night!"
Karol: "Nee hee."
Rachael: "Hehe-" *She covered her mouth, as if she knew she shouldn't be laughing at that.*
Millard: "My little monster. Could you please wake her up? She had a big night."
Lezard: "Okies!" *He giggled and saluted with three fingers, emphasising his loyalty.*
Millard: "Millard is sad, Razzymotto-"
Lezard: "It's actually Razzypoo, gosh!"
Rachael: "Hehe, I'd prefer Razzymotto over Razzypoo-"
Lezard: *He gasped loudly while walking up to Twortz.* "I thought we were friends!"
Millard: "Yum yums is up!" *He giggled and raised the frying pan in accomplishment, revealing a full pan of scrambled egg.*
Karol: "Wow!" *He quickly trotted up to Millard, staring at the eggs with a widening smile.*
Millard: "Ah, back away, little one. This is for all of us! Not just you."
Karol: "S-Sowwy." *He looked away and pouted.*
Millard: "My old bones-" *He spoke with a smile, placing one hand on his chest.* "Who can stay cranky at a face like that."
Karol: "Nee hee."
Rachael: (How long has he been here by himself?) *She watched Karol receive an egg sandwich from Millard, observing his excitement.* (It looks like he hasn't had a decent meal in years-)
Karol: (It's been a few days.. I was getting vewy bored of eating cold dry brwead-) *He thought in happiness, while enthusiastically eating the egg sandwich.*
Lezard: "..." *He stood on the spot and stared at Twortz, watching her sleep face-first in the dirt with her bottom sticking up in the air, supported by the bamboo-like vines.* "Twortz, get up."
Twortz: "Would y
ou like a large?!" *She woke up with a loud snort.*
Lezard: "No thankies." *He turned around without saying anything else and hobbled away.*
Twortz: *She sighed in exhaustion and slowly removed the vines which were tangled around her wrists.* (Without any immediate experience, the strings, the chords, the musical talent, it all came to me like instinct.)
*Twortz stood up and brushed excess vegetation off her body, causing her to notice faint red lines where the tattoo-like glyphs were.*
Twortz: *She stepped out of the bushes and slowly waddled towards the party, gently rubbing one of the faint lines on her hand.* (How unprofessional of me-. To be seen in such a state.)
Millard: "And for my growing boy-" *He handed Lezard a sandwich, causing him to giggle.*
Lezard: "Looks poopy, but smells yummy."
Millard: "And for the sensational lady-" *He raised his arm, presenting a sandwich to Rachael.*
Rachael: *She shook her head with a smile.* "No thanks, I'm not hungry."
Millard: "Oh?"
Twortz: *She waddled next to Rachael and noticed the sandwich, causing Millard to present it towards her instead.* "Much appreciated."
Rachael: "I don't remember falling asleep, what else did I miss last night?"
Lezard: "Well, I slain a few dragons, rescued the damsel in distress and saved the world."
Rachael: "Hehe-"
Twortz: "Ahem. By what Millard stated last night, Silver Wind Island is the place to go for answers."
Millard: "Indeed."
Twortz: "You mentioned something about a teleportation glyph?"
Karol: "..." *He silently listened to the party, while eating the sandwich with both hands.*
Millard: "I thought after having a nice morning meal, we could embark on our adventure."
Rachael: "And this is the biggest city?"
Millard: "Yes-" *He looked at Lezard, catching his attention.* "Maybe you should escort these children in the city?"
Lezard: "But, what about our hunt for mother monster-?"
Millard: *He shook his head.* "I'll let you know as soon as I find anything else out."
Lezard: "Does that mean we've lost her?"
Millard: "Yes.."
Lezard: "But we were so close."
Millard: "I know.."
Karol: "I-If she's the Konsultant, why don't you go to Sowwowpwax?"
Twortz: "The child has a valid point."
Millard: "I tried it once.. Even these old bones have trouble handling her and additional high-ranking captains at once.."
Lezard: (Mum..)
Twortz: *She finished the sandwich, causing her to brush her hands together in a professional-like manner.* "I am ready to leave effective immediately."
Millard: *He slowly stood up and swayed his hand, causing a wave of red flames to burn everything off the frying pan clean.* "This will be a delicious treat to use in the future."
*Millard spoke with a giggle and spun the frying pan over his shoulder, causing it to warp into nothing.*
Rachael: "Wow." *She leant forward, observing the area around Millard's back.* "It's gone!"
Millard: "Bahahaha, yes it is, little one."
Rachael: "Where did it go?"
Lezard: "Nobody knows, dun dun duun." *He spoke mysteriously in a sarcastic-like manner.*
Millard: "Baha, just an Astragon pocket."
Rachael: "Who needs bags if you can do that!"
Millard: "True, true. But the average person can only focus-hold on one item."
Twortz: "..." *She had images of concealing her violin from the night before.*
Rachael: "Focus hold?"
Millard: "Just a term I like to use to describe the ability to store one's weapon."
Rachael: *She smiled.* "That's still amazing."
Millard: "Aww, stop. You're making these old bones blush."
Karol: "Nee hee." *He giggled at Millard.*
Rachael: "I was wondering-" *She looked at Karol, catching his attention.* "Karol."
Karol: "Y-Yhes?"
Rachael: "Would you like to join us?"
Karol: "J-Join you?" *He leant back slightly startled at the idea.*
Twortz: "Excuse me?" *She spoke in a disapproving-like manner.*
Lezard: "Ooo, plot twist!"
Karol: "W-Why?"
Rachael: "It was something I noticed last night."
Karol: "Lhast nyght?"
Rachael: *She shook her head as if it didn't matter.* "It's better than being alone here-"
Twortz: "You must understand the responsibilities it takes to look after a child."
Rachael: "And leaving a child by himself is okay with you?"
Twortz: *She paused, as if she didn't know what to say.* "I don't-"
Karol: *He slowly shook his head.* "I dhon't know any of yoohs."
Rachael: "Really?" *She sounded unconvinced.*
Millard: (This could work out better than I planned. The child's food supply will run out in a few weeks, who knows what will happen to the youngster by then-)
Rachael: "What if those bad people come back for you?"
Millard: "Indeed. I might not be around to fend them off next time."
Karol: "..."
Lezard: "What do you say, kiddo? Wanna become team bestie?"
Millard: "Ooo, pick me, pick me!" *He giggled and waved his hand in the air above him.*
Twortz: (Seriously, why do they talk like that? Can't they just speak normally for once?)
Karol: "No.. My home is here."
Rachael: "Home..."
Karol: (She sounds sad-) *He intensely stared at Rachael, triggering a flashback.*
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Twortz: *She yawned, as she struggled to stay alert.* "I will listen to as much as I can, but I'm quite tired."
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