( Hey, look at that, a smile. You go Glen Coco, nailed it. She earns a small one back, tentative but friendly.
Alright, then. Now that they got that hashed out.
He kicks into gear beside her, and so goes the escort the rest of the long, dusty, dry-ass walk down the road toward the city. No monsters to speak of, so maybe he's the stupid one for jumping out of the wagon after her, but it's probably for the best they got that crap hashed out from the jump.
He'll take her to Mag's Inn — a place where most of the summoned hole up. Nobody ever goes back to that craphole outpost, no matter what they say about the sundown thing. The inn offers room and board to the summoned in exchange for helping out around the place until they can afford to pay for it, and there's a tavern downstairs that serves booze. Doesn't get much better than that.
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Alright, then. Now that they got that hashed out.
He kicks into gear beside her, and so goes the escort the rest of the long, dusty, dry-ass walk down the road toward the city. No monsters to speak of, so maybe he's the stupid one for jumping out of the wagon after her, but it's probably for the best they got that crap hashed out from the jump.
He'll take her to Mag's Inn — a place where most of the summoned hole up. Nobody ever goes back to that craphole outpost, no matter what they say about the sundown thing. The inn offers room and board to the summoned in exchange for helping out around the place until they can afford to pay for it, and there's a tavern downstairs that serves booze. Doesn't get much better than that.
Good luck, sister. )