RE: Lyr♪cquest
05-25-2017, 05:48 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-25-2017, 05:53 AM by Tuesbirdy.)
"I don't know. How did someone so ****** draw such a loving crowd?"
The cursing filter scrambles your words, but a gasp ripples through the crowd regardless. Someone in the back calls, 'Oh no you didn't!'.
Then, silence.
Just when you fear Mistic took that personally, she gives a piggish little snort-laugh and slings the satchel over her shoulder.
"I like you, Jitters. I like you. Now get on the Ostrasaur, you silly ****—adventure awaits!"
She jumps into the saddle. The Ostrasaur rears, scattering newbies, and you scramble up its side.
"We can't port to the exact mission location," Mistic says. You trot down the road, passing other wealthy players and their equally impressive mounts. "Which route to the Netherwood do you wanna take? Fast, or exciting?"
"Define 'exciting'."
Mistic just chuckles. That's promising.
>_
The cursing filter scrambles your words, but a gasp ripples through the crowd regardless. Someone in the back calls, 'Oh no you didn't!'.
Then, silence.
Just when you fear Mistic took that personally, she gives a piggish little snort-laugh and slings the satchel over her shoulder.
"I like you, Jitters. I like you. Now get on the Ostrasaur, you silly ****—adventure awaits!"
She jumps into the saddle. The Ostrasaur rears, scattering newbies, and you scramble up its side.
"We can't port to the exact mission location," Mistic says. You trot down the road, passing other wealthy players and their equally impressive mounts. "Which route to the Netherwood do you wanna take? Fast, or exciting?"
"Define 'exciting'."
Mistic just chuckles. That's promising.
>_