RP Land of Valor

"The hell are you on about?!"

 

'Doesn't sound like a save, sounds like the truth to me. This country, city, whatever it is, is oppressing its people.' She crossed her arms.

 

"No shit."

 

"So what did I save there? And for the record I have scars, not scales."

 

Azalia nods. 'A LOT of scars.'

 

"Eh , I heard that can be temporarily fixed."

 

Dumbledalf is still on the floor. "Annoyed. Excuse me, would you be so kind as to hand over my leg?"

 

Arachnus grabs Dumbledalf's leg and hands it to him.

 

'So, shall we try to make it to the portal and get back to Crystal's cottage? We can continue from there.'

 

"I don't see why not. Onyx might have returned there too."

 

'Let's go then.' Azalia headed down the stairs.

 

Elyan followed. "I don't know about you but after chasing after Calvin and getting attacked underground I'm a bit turned-around. Anyone know where the entrance was?"

 

Calvin follows quietly, deigning that they can find out how to leave the city themselves.

 

'Let's go then.' Azalia goes out into the crowded road, and looked for a street map.

 

Dumbledalf thanks Arachnus and follows the group.

 

Somebody's yelling in an unknown language further down the road.

 

Elyan's head perks up as he hears this. He turns to the others. "Wanna go check out whatever that is?" Without waiting for an answer he starts down the road.

 

A tall man in a trench coat is yelling at a group of guards who are sitting there staring at him, trying to figure out what he's saying. A backpack is loosely strapped to his back, a large sum of potions hanging from his clothing.

 

Elyan walked over to the man and tried to figure out what he was saying.

 

Every word that came out of his mouth sounded like gibberish.