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Sylvia nodded in agreement with Pylia, and commented, “That’s right...! I couldn’t get any information about the dragon back in Cassari unless I joined the clergy. Maybe you’ll have better luck! And if they won’t tell us, then we can still ask Erod when I go to talk to him,”
She looked to Buddy only to see him shrug. She got the message that he was up for anything.
She planned out loud, “Okay. So we’ll need to find the Sewer Dragons, go to the church, and I’d like to help out Gransys, since Shor and the guard seem to have some problems, while making time to enjoy the festival before Erod comes back. A fortnight is about a week...I think. So, that might be enough time to get all of that done. How does that sound guys?”
She looked to Buddy only to see him shrug. She got the message that he was up for anything.
She planned out loud, “Okay. So we’ll need to find the Sewer Dragons, go to the church, and I’d like to help out Gransys, since Shor and the guard seem to have some problems, while making time to enjoy the festival before Erod comes back. A fortnight is about a week...I think. So, that might be enough time to get all of that done. How does that sound guys?”
Sylvia shook her head and answered, “Nope. It definitely wasn’t a howl. That dog from the first camp, Jackson, practically roared in Garruk’s face,” She then added, “Just thought I’d check, since I had seen some animals that are different from the ones back home,” Sylvia was left with more questions now. Was she going to encounter the hunter again in the future?
She then asked Pylia and Buddy curiously, “Was there anything you two wanted to do in Gransys? We do have some time,”
She then asked Pylia and Buddy curiously, “Was there anything you two wanted to do in Gransys? We do have some time,”
OK. Since it's afternoon for the mermaids, we can time skip the guys to the afternoon as well. Maybe Brendan would be off shift by then?
Sylvia listened as Shortfang answered her question and explained what his elder's and father's thoughts were. After he mentioned that there was a tribe of green scaled kobolds called the Sewer Dragons, Sylvia had a pretty good guess that they were probably dwelling somewhere in the sewers of Gransys. That thought just made her glance towards the water closet.
She looked back to Shortfang and she answered "It couldn't hurt to check and see if they had any premonitions," She also mentally added that going to see the tribe might allow them to prevent them from being tricked by the dragon...
She then added thoughtfully, "We'll also need to keep an eye and ear out for anyone else who might have had dreams about the black dragon while we're here as well,"
She couldn't help but think about the events thus far. With Shortfang's dream, Sylvia was sure that nothing was a coincidental about this. Shortfang was guided to this area by his dream, and she was guided to him by...that hunter with Jackson. Recalling the mission in catching Garruk, Sylvia looked to Pylia, and she asked "That's right...Pylia, quick question. Is it normal for dogs to be able to roar here...?"
She looked back to Shortfang and she answered "It couldn't hurt to check and see if they had any premonitions," She also mentally added that going to see the tribe might allow them to prevent them from being tricked by the dragon...
She then added thoughtfully, "We'll also need to keep an eye and ear out for anyone else who might have had dreams about the black dragon while we're here as well,"
She couldn't help but think about the events thus far. With Shortfang's dream, Sylvia was sure that nothing was a coincidental about this. Shortfang was guided to this area by his dream, and she was guided to him by...that hunter with Jackson. Recalling the mission in catching Garruk, Sylvia looked to Pylia, and she asked "That's right...Pylia, quick question. Is it normal for dogs to be able to roar here...?"
Sylvia raised an eyebrow at Shortfang’s order for food. Was he that hungry, or did he just want to spend the gold on food?
Either way she didn’t ask, and instead led everyone to the room. Sylvia has to admit, the room was nice. However she was somewhatembarrassed to find that a water closet was not a shower nor a place to bathe like she had thought. It was a bathroom...
After taking in the room, she watched as Pylia rested on a nearby bed. Hearing her talk about her own mattress reminded Sylvia of the beds back home...
Before that thought continued, she commented, “It’ll be nice to sleep here. I call top bunk!” She added the last statement smiling.
She looked to Shortfang to find that he was...investigating the water closet. She answered him awkwardly,”Yes, uh....Shortfang, why don’t you come out of there, I’ve got some questions for you,” There was never a better time to start the conversation than now.
Once he was out of there, she asked him, “Shortfang, you had the dragon dream as well, right? Could you tell me what you saw? Maybe where he was headed, or what he was doing? My dream only showed the dragon flying above the ocean,”
Either way she didn’t ask, and instead led everyone to the room. Sylvia has to admit, the room was nice. However she was somewhatembarrassed to find that a water closet was not a shower nor a place to bathe like she had thought. It was a bathroom...
After taking in the room, she watched as Pylia rested on a nearby bed. Hearing her talk about her own mattress reminded Sylvia of the beds back home...
Before that thought continued, she commented, “It’ll be nice to sleep here. I call top bunk!” She added the last statement smiling.
She looked to Shortfang to find that he was...investigating the water closet. She answered him awkwardly,”Yes, uh....Shortfang, why don’t you come out of there, I’ve got some questions for you,” There was never a better time to start the conversation than now.
Once he was out of there, she asked him, “Shortfang, you had the dragon dream as well, right? Could you tell me what you saw? Maybe where he was headed, or what he was doing? My dream only showed the dragon flying above the ocean,”
Just to let you know, my family is coming to visit on my end for a few days. My posting rate will be slower, but I’ll still post when I can. ^^”
Sorry for the inconvenience. ^^”
Sorry for the inconvenience. ^^”
Sylvia accepted the menu and looked through the menu. Wow, the dishes looked good, but they were expensive! She wondered if she could replicate the recipes on the road if she tasted them here. That would probably be a challenge though. She answered the barkeeper, considering the group just ate before entering Gransys, “I think I’m good for now. Unless...you guys want anything?” She asked the last question to Pylia and Shortfang.
After they answered, Sylvia decided to head towards room 5. She was hoping to talk to Shortfang about his dream about the black dragon as well as their next plans.
After they answered, Sylvia decided to head towards room 5. She was hoping to talk to Shortfang about his dream about the black dragon as well as their next plans.
When the barkeeper asked if they were adventurers, Sylvia nodded yes in response. After the barkeeper mentioned the shared room, Sylvia answered her, "That sounds like a better option for us. We'll take the shared room, thank you!" She looked to Shortfang when he tugged on her sleeve and she smiled when he eagerly said he wanted to pay, much like a child who was paying for something for the first time. It was kinda cute. She answered Shortfang, "Thank you, Shortfang," She lets Shortfang pay for the room.
Wake up, please...wake up...
Ripley groaned as someone called to her and shook her shoulder gently. She mumbled with her eyes still closed, "Five more minutes..." She then tried to roll over and go back to sleep, with her hands clutching towards the sheets.
The only problem was that there were no sheets to clutch. Instead, there was only rock. Ripley groaned when she slowly realized this, and she slowly lifted her head, confused by her senses. As she opened her eyes, she found that at first they stung and were blurry, but as she blinked, her vision grew clearer and clearer.
"Wh-Wha...?" She whispered as she looked towards the source of the voice, and she asked quietly, "Who are you...?" She then tried to lift herself up, finding that she was quite sore. She hissed in slight pain, and she looked at the ground. She commented out loud, her confusion growing clearer along with her own voice, "...This isn't the hotel. Where am I?"
Then she noticed her own hands, and she lifted one of them closer for inspection. There, she saw it: How her hand was not how it should be. It was now webbed between the fingers, and her nails seemed...sharper? She also that there seemed to be a slight sheen of blue in her skin. She then asked out loud, her confusion slowly bordering towards fright, "What...What happened to my hands?" She then tried to move her legs.
But she felt like they were stuck together. After failing to move one leg away from the other, she whimpered "What?!" before trying again. Her attempts resulted with her flipping onto her back and her tail curled upwards so that it was dangling over her, for her to see. Instead of her legs, there was a blue fish tail.
No...! This....This can't be right!
Ripley couldn't help but think to herself. As though to test and see if the tail was really hers, she moved the tail back and forth and it moved according to her will.
She sat herself up as she stared at the tail, and after a couple of deep breaths that turned into wheezes, she screamed.
The scream was filled with confusion, shock, and fright. Kassandra can be pretty darn sure that anyone outside of the grotto would be able to hear the scream....especially if they were far from the grotto.
She'd also noticed that Ripley had seaweed around her arm like a bandage.
Zack didn't seem to have any reaction to Brendan's cheerful question, except an aloof and calm, "Just a table for three. Hoping to get breakfast before we head out,"
Before Brendan could lead Zack to the table however, the third friend, Richard, came running back and he said to Zack, "Zack! Wait!" He stopped and bent down so that his hands rested on his knees, while panting to catch his breath. Zack quietly waited for Richard to catch his breath before the brown haired boy straightened back up and told Zack, "Zack....Ripley hasn't answered me at all,"
Zack shrugged and asked "Maybe she's still asleep?" Brendan shook his head and answered "Even if that was the case, she would have given a mumble or something! It's not like her to not answer," Zack sighed and he tried to reassure Richard, "Calm down, Rich. There's no reason to panic. Maybe she went out ahead of us?" Richard pointed out, "She hasn't even told us anything. Normally she would have let us know,"
Zack carefully considered his words, before checking his phone. Sure enough, there was nothing from Ripley. No text message, no email, no nothing. Zack pocketed his phone, and he answered Richard, "....We're going to look for her,"
Richard nodded, and told Zack, "I'll ask the hotel staff. Maybe they've seen her," He then hurried off to the front desk.
Zack then turned his attention back to Brendan and apologized, "Sorry man. Looks like we're gonna have to cancel that table for now,"
Ripley groaned as someone called to her and shook her shoulder gently. She mumbled with her eyes still closed, "Five more minutes..." She then tried to roll over and go back to sleep, with her hands clutching towards the sheets.
The only problem was that there were no sheets to clutch. Instead, there was only rock. Ripley groaned when she slowly realized this, and she slowly lifted her head, confused by her senses. As she opened her eyes, she found that at first they stung and were blurry, but as she blinked, her vision grew clearer and clearer.
"Wh-Wha...?" She whispered as she looked towards the source of the voice, and she asked quietly, "Who are you...?" She then tried to lift herself up, finding that she was quite sore. She hissed in slight pain, and she looked at the ground. She commented out loud, her confusion growing clearer along with her own voice, "...This isn't the hotel. Where am I?"
Then she noticed her own hands, and she lifted one of them closer for inspection. There, she saw it: How her hand was not how it should be. It was now webbed between the fingers, and her nails seemed...sharper? She also that there seemed to be a slight sheen of blue in her skin. She then asked out loud, her confusion slowly bordering towards fright, "What...What happened to my hands?" She then tried to move her legs.
But she felt like they were stuck together. After failing to move one leg away from the other, she whimpered "What?!" before trying again. Her attempts resulted with her flipping onto her back and her tail curled upwards so that it was dangling over her, for her to see. Instead of her legs, there was a blue fish tail.
No...! This....This can't be right!
Ripley couldn't help but think to herself. As though to test and see if the tail was really hers, she moved the tail back and forth and it moved according to her will.
She sat herself up as she stared at the tail, and after a couple of deep breaths that turned into wheezes, she screamed.
The scream was filled with confusion, shock, and fright. Kassandra can be pretty darn sure that anyone outside of the grotto would be able to hear the scream....especially if they were far from the grotto.
She'd also noticed that Ripley had seaweed around her arm like a bandage.
Zack didn't seem to have any reaction to Brendan's cheerful question, except an aloof and calm, "Just a table for three. Hoping to get breakfast before we head out,"
Before Brendan could lead Zack to the table however, the third friend, Richard, came running back and he said to Zack, "Zack! Wait!" He stopped and bent down so that his hands rested on his knees, while panting to catch his breath. Zack quietly waited for Richard to catch his breath before the brown haired boy straightened back up and told Zack, "Zack....Ripley hasn't answered me at all,"
Zack shrugged and asked "Maybe she's still asleep?" Brendan shook his head and answered "Even if that was the case, she would have given a mumble or something! It's not like her to not answer," Zack sighed and he tried to reassure Richard, "Calm down, Rich. There's no reason to panic. Maybe she went out ahead of us?" Richard pointed out, "She hasn't even told us anything. Normally she would have let us know,"
Zack carefully considered his words, before checking his phone. Sure enough, there was nothing from Ripley. No text message, no email, no nothing. Zack pocketed his phone, and he answered Richard, "....We're going to look for her,"
Richard nodded, and told Zack, "I'll ask the hotel staff. Maybe they've seen her," He then hurried off to the front desk.
Zack then turned his attention back to Brendan and apologized, "Sorry man. Looks like we're gonna have to cancel that table for now,"
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