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Who: Kija and Bolin
When: Some time after the first dungeon fight
Where: A remote part of Capablanca
What: Two manchildren go on a gingerbread adventure and try not to die.
Rating: Possible violence but otherwise none.
[ Rule of thumb when travelling in a foreign land: Always make sure at least one person in the party actually knows what they're doing. That doesn't seem to be the case with these two, as they've been trudging around for close to an hour and there still doesn't seem to be any sign of civilization. Navigating a wild forest took a manner of skill. The terrain was harsh and seemed to go on forever, and with how all the trees and rocks looked exactly the same, it was impossible to tell if they were making progress at all. Any regular person would be having trouble. Kija's depended on others for most of his life. Of course he doesn't have a clue what to do.
He thought this other Blanc hero he had chanced upon would be of help, but he turned out to be in the same situation as Kija. Oh well, two heads are always better than one.
Even if they aren't ... very sharp heads.
There's something so familiar about Bolin, but Kija still hasn't been able to put his finger on what. It's almost like they've met somewhere before. He'll definitely ask later. For now, their goal is the return to their quarters in Blanc some...how........ ]
I am certain this time. It is this way. [ And he points in some random direction. Why does it feel like they've walked here before? ]
When: Some time after the first dungeon fight
Where: A remote part of Capablanca
What: Two manchildren go on a gingerbread adventure and try not to die.
Rating: Possible violence but otherwise none.
[ Rule of thumb when travelling in a foreign land: Always make sure at least one person in the party actually knows what they're doing. That doesn't seem to be the case with these two, as they've been trudging around for close to an hour and there still doesn't seem to be any sign of civilization. Navigating a wild forest took a manner of skill. The terrain was harsh and seemed to go on forever, and with how all the trees and rocks looked exactly the same, it was impossible to tell if they were making progress at all. Any regular person would be having trouble. Kija's depended on others for most of his life. Of course he doesn't have a clue what to do.
He thought this other Blanc hero he had chanced upon would be of help, but he turned out to be in the same situation as Kija. Oh well, two heads are always better than one.
Even if they aren't ... very sharp heads.
There's something so familiar about Bolin, but Kija still hasn't been able to put his finger on what. It's almost like they've met somewhere before. He'll definitely ask later. For now, their goal is the return to their quarters in Blanc some...how........ ]
I am certain this time. It is this way. [ And he points in some random direction. Why does it feel like they've walked here before? ]
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It is not proper to eat another person's things! [ HE IS A GOOD BOY, UNLIKE SOME PEOPLE. ] We must practice discipline and self-control. Besides, I am not hungry --