SnakyDragon
Bad At Titling
Rick approaches the city.
Ah, the City of the Labyrinth. If there were ever any miscreants who needed a choice like he got 10 years ago, then this would be the place they are.
The gate comes into view. A bored-looking guard waves Rick through, and the first view of the city he gets... is a sign.
COME TO THE ILLUSIONIST'S GROTTO!
The sign shimmers once, changing letters.
LEARN SKILLS AND TRICKS TO STAY ALIVE.
Rick bursts out laughing. An illusionist's... GROTTO?! This is ridiculous. Why call it a "grotto"? And why would anyone want to attract the swine that rely on spells and trickery to win them fights? Better to hand a youngling an axe than a wand.
He walks through the streets, passing by the Huntress Circle in the center of the city and managing to hold himself together. At least they're issued weapons.
A thought enters his head as he approaches the outskirts of this place.
People... who seek penance for their actions... would probably go to a shrine, right? Pray for forgiveness?
What shrine could he go to that -
Ah. There we go. A temple.
Just what Rick needs.
He approaches the building and walks in, noticing the presence of some strange man and a woman... no, a girl. Sixteen or so.
Ach. He was never that great at social situations. Time to break the ice!
"... Well? Is this a temple? Like, a religious service sort of thing?"
Ah, the City of the Labyrinth. If there were ever any miscreants who needed a choice like he got 10 years ago, then this would be the place they are.
The gate comes into view. A bored-looking guard waves Rick through, and the first view of the city he gets... is a sign.
COME TO THE ILLUSIONIST'S GROTTO!
The sign shimmers once, changing letters.
LEARN SKILLS AND TRICKS TO STAY ALIVE.
Rick bursts out laughing. An illusionist's... GROTTO?! This is ridiculous. Why call it a "grotto"? And why would anyone want to attract the swine that rely on spells and trickery to win them fights? Better to hand a youngling an axe than a wand.
He walks through the streets, passing by the Huntress Circle in the center of the city and managing to hold himself together. At least they're issued weapons.
A thought enters his head as he approaches the outskirts of this place.
People... who seek penance for their actions... would probably go to a shrine, right? Pray for forgiveness?
What shrine could he go to that -
Ah. There we go. A temple.
Just what Rick needs.
He approaches the building and walks in, noticing the presence of some strange man and a woman... no, a girl. Sixteen or so.
Ach. He was never that great at social situations. Time to break the ice!
"... Well? Is this a temple? Like, a religious service sort of thing?"