Iggy, unsurprisingly, has no weapons. He wouldn't know how to use one even if he did.
If asked Iggy might suggest that the journey to the shrine is part of the offering. But he isn't, so he just walks along, looking cheerful.
His expression grows concerned at Wrench's words. Although the settlement reminds him of movies and, a little, of the almost-ancestral remains of a little village he visited once, he supposes he has no idea of the attitudes toward certain practices.
Iggy thinks, suddenly, of movies he watched for English class. The Crucible. The Scarlet Letter.
Nervous now, he looks to Wrench cautiously.
Are they going to put me in the stocks for being a whore?
Oh god, are they gonna burn me at the stake for being gay?! No. They would have done that by now, everyone who meets me clocks me in like three seconds.
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If asked Iggy might suggest that the journey to the shrine is part of the offering. But he isn't, so he just walks along, looking cheerful.
His expression grows concerned at Wrench's words. Although the settlement reminds him of movies and, a little, of the almost-ancestral remains of a little village he visited once, he supposes he has no idea of the attitudes toward certain practices.
Iggy thinks, suddenly, of movies he watched for English class. The Crucible. The Scarlet Letter.
Nervous now, he looks to Wrench cautiously.
Are they going to put me in the stocks for being a whore?
Oh god, are they gonna burn me at the stake for being gay?! No. They would have done that by now, everyone who meets me clocks me in like three seconds.
...right?