Stack coin neatly on bar. Pick up mug
*"Thank ye kindly"*
Slide into booth. *"Your table is ready sir."*
The same booth. The... usual booth... Weird feeling. Been years since there's been a usual anything.
*"Have you heard of Eccianism?"*
She hasn't stopped chattering since we got back. Can't believe he's ACTUALLY researching it.
Like Ecci needed more food for the fire.
*"Seems I've scared away a few folks. I don't know why that keeps happening..."*
Four. Four reasons at least. *Wind through the brush*
*Hefty bag of coins spilling on a table.*
Reach for purse. The Platinum should be at the top.
Dances across the fingers just like a chip.
Well earned, if hard fought.
*"Are you smart?"* Not so much this time.
*Skeletal hand bursting from cocoon*
Feathers ruffle. Not sure which is worse, cave spiders or... those.
*Leaves and dirt rustling along the floor*
That. That was definitely worse.
That, and however the story ends.
*Eerie piano music*