Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]

Myra looked back toward the group and waved them to come forth. This person's just another weirdo. Did he even hear the explosion? Goodness. Still, he'll be angry if the group just goes into the garden. Welp, only one thing to do then. Myra looked the man closely over, examining his person and the magical items that she's sensing before firing away with her favorite game: 20Q. "We're visiting town to do some sightseeing, and I'd love to come across any weird spots that might lead to cool places," Myra answered the man, "Do you know of any? Also, when will your masterpiece be finished? Can I see when it's done? Are you sketching it for anyone?" She already forgot that the artist was concerned about them being distracting. Bad day for focus-heavy endeavors when Myra's in town.