| Nag'molada: Ugh... Where is this place? Somewhere far to the west, I feel... What in the...!? Cherukiki: Look at that! Makki-Chebukki: Wow! Just...wow! Kukki-Chebukki: The sky is tearing! Makki-Chebukki: Ow! Kukki-Chebukki: Ooh! A castaway! Cherukiki: Huh? Where'd this one wash up from? Makki-Chebukki: We gotta go tell someone! But before we do... <rustle, rustle> | |
| Nag'molada: You... I thought you had perished! Hmph. I see the boy is not with you... Very well. Let us put our differences aside for the moment. However, I suggest that you do not make any sudden movements, as we are being watched... Justinius: Travelers. This place is nothing but a memory fleeting on the edge of time. There is little we have to offer outsiders. And so I must ask of you these questions: From where have you come, and to where do you go? If your conscience is clean and your intentions just, you should have no reason not to provide me with answers. Kukki-Chebukki: Yeah! Prove that you're innocent! Makki-Chebukki: Yeah! A fight to the death! Justinius: What, you say that these Tarutaru stole something from you? Makki-Chebukki: But that was... Ow-ow-ouch! Justinius: Stealing items from an unconscious stranger! What were you three thinking!? Cherukki: But that amulet is Prishe's! I bet that funny-looking adventurer stole it from her! Justinius: It does closely resemble the one Prishe had in her possession... Nag'molada: Amulet!? So that explains... Justinius: We shall wait for Prishe's return. She will know whether the amulet is hers or not. Until that time, I suggest that you rest here in the safehold. However, remember that you are not welcome, and the moment the issue at hand is solved, you will be asked to leave and never come back. | |