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It was definitely a strange place, the Dark Continent. Colorful birds flew through the air, and the air was wet and hot at the same time, making it rather difficult to breath. The verdant landscape was remarkably green, cause Tsukiko to wonder just why the continent hadn’t been converted into farmland yet. The amount of sunshine and the dampness of the air would make for great harvests annually, after all. The cart bumbled along the dirt path, and the ink-haired lady stayed within it, leaning against wooden wall beside Ophene. It was a minute difference, but, in the shade of the cart, it was slightly cooler than the windless warmth outdoors. Tetras’s suggestion was questionable in her eyes, what with having only one person be walking outside, but on the other hand, she could definitely understand why he wanted only one person to suffer out in the stifling heat.

After this, she will make an offering to the Great Spirits for rain.

An hour or so passed with Tsukiko watching the landscape change and the birds dance, before finally, the ‘uhuhuhu’ and the ‘oooooh’ noises itched her curiosity enough that she looked over. At the same time though, Ophene asked a question about the bird that just flapped away awkwardly. It was an ugly little thing, no grace at all in its design. Looking like a sad jester with its big, hooked beak and its morose black body, it wasn’t nearly interesting enough for Tsukiko to care about. Just one bird out of many. With a shrug, she replied in her normal, clear tone, “Don’t think anyone here knows, seeing how this is probably exclusive to this continent. More importantly, what are you reading?”

With no bandits jumping out to assault this group of three ladies and one pretty boy, all Tsukiko could do was make idle conversation and fiddle with her long katana.

And, hey, she was fine with that as well.
You can make a post with nothing but your tongue. Posting doesn't mean you have two hands. XD
If Pyro's hand is still well-done, you should probably just do a post. Personally, Tsukiko isn't going to have much in the way of questions.
Isn't it just treating it as normal dialogue? What's the difference between DnD dialogue and normal RP dialogue? XD
“If the spirits gave you reprieve, merchant,” Tsukiko found herself saying automatically, “Then it is your duty to thank them properly for that period of grace, with offerings of food and dance, lest they retract their mercy.”

After that little quip, however, the raven-haired woman listened in properly. Though it may be a blessing for this merchant that he had been able to find able-bodied adventurers so easily, it was also a blessing for Tsukiko, and she had no intention of missing out on a single word. Shipments missing as they pass through the jungle? No doubt, thieving monsters were plundering the goods, killing noble guards while they were at it. How savage. They deserved an execution after all. Tightening her grip on Tsukimi in anticipation, she paid no mind to the merchant’s comment about sword-wielding madmen, or did she pay any mind to the fact that there was no actual promise of a reward. After all, her first mission was to kill monsters, not to make money.

Satisfied with what she got, Tsukiko nodded as well, assenting to the mission. Placing her right fist, clutching the Phantasmal Blade, into her left palm, she bowed down, and said, “Yozakura Tsukiko humbly accepts your request. This servant of the Great Spirits shall see that justice is done.”

After a few moments of thought, however, she added, “Where is the jungle anyways?”
Naw, mang, looks more like we need to call the fire department at this point.
Yeah, there's nothing wrong with bros chilling together in a dank cave. I personally feel sorry for Tetras, seeing how the girls will probably marginalize him and such.
“Ow fuck.”

Startled at that sudden proclamation, Tsukiko flipped her sword away from the head that it just bonked, setting it instead upon the cobblestone path. It clanged as the dark hilt struck stone, and she peered at the man she had just unknowning assaulted. Two greatswords, a strong build, and red hair, as well as a propensity to laugh and smile a whole bunch? What was odder about him, though, was the fact that the bruise on his head both swelled up and shrunk at a disturbingly fast pace. Definitely not a normal human, and the very fact that he had bad luck that morning must mean that he wasn’t blessed like she was. Realizing that it was rude to continue staring, Tsukiko bowed apologetically, before saying, “Perhaps your bad luck comes from not doing your morning devotionals? Go pray to your gods and your ancestors, lest their displeasure spell the end of you within Edea.”

Of course, considering how unrefined his weaponry was, and how weapons reflect their owners, he might not actually honor the spirits properly, but the priestess wasn’t going to make her judgments this early on.

A few moments later, though, monstrously long bunny ears suddenly popped up before her. Tensing for a moment, she followed those ears down to their owner, a blonde half-monster that seemed to be intent on examining her. Tilting her head to the side, and wondering if this was some sort of strange way of greeting new people, Tsukiko began to do the same, examining her from varying angles, before involuntarily taking another step back. Trying to keep a straight face, the raven-haired woman tried to figure out why the bunny didn’t wear a skirt or coordinated her clothing to make her breasts pop out so much, before she shook her head.

This…this was simply the clothing of another, more…promiscuous culture.

“Yozakura Tsukiko,” she replied, bowing once more, “I have never met a Pheran before, but that can be said for everything else. Is such scant attire normal where you come from?”

Before her view on the world could be expanded further, however, a loud argument erupted, an adventurer and a merchant apparently having problems a job or whatever else. Raising an eyebrow, Tsukiko was about to approach and break it up if it came to blows, but the adventurer soon walked away, leaving the Caededrilan merchant to waddle after him, only to then notice the trio and head over.

"If possible, perhaps would your skills be for hire?"

Well, it looked like the great spirits have blessed her after all, bringing forth two adventuring companions as well as a mission to begin with. Recalling the fur-wearer’s comment about trolls and such, she wondered if those things were similar to the orcs that her parents told her to avoid at all costs if she were alone. Well, now she wasn’t alone, so everything was fine. Leaning Tsukimi against her shoulder, the priestess was about to confirm, before, suddenly, a dark-skinned woman, her coloration giving her away as a true-blood Baumn Imperial, cut in, curious.

Of course the Imperial would be the one to hop in from nowhere and try to get in on this, when they didn’t even catch the merchant’s eye. Tsukiko considered pushed her out of the way, perhaps into the wheels of an ox carriage or something, but refrained from it. Even if they were her nation’s enemies, she sought to purge the continent of evil, not of ‘somewhat evil but mainly just misguided’.

“The trouble is that of these ‘trolls’,” she said, stepping in, shoulder to shoulder with the Imperial, “And you wish for their extermination?”
It's fine~ Tetras is too old to be a high schooler, and he's also not an otaku reincarnated into a fantasy world~
Tsukimi is a pretty long sword. Maybe she bonks two in one. XD
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