OOC: Lmao poor Hat, yet terribly understandable. Any who, I don't really know what to do here so I'll just throw a Merchant or something at you to murder. I can't send like...ASC NPC troops at you because...I'm not ASC anymore soooo not my business.
Verrik and Juulie had been traveling through the Land of Paradox for about a day now, and Juulie had hated just about every second of it. Sir, I really don't think we should spend any more time in the Land of Paradox than we have to. Is this 'detour' of yours really necessary? Verrick made a "pfft" sound through his lips as he sighed, Oh nonsense Juulie! The Land of Paradox is a safe haven for us merchants. The something or other Council protects these lands, we have nothing to worr-
Verrick stopped and froze, tensing up, Did you hear that? Juulie froze beside her boss and went pale, H-hear what s-sir? Verrick burst out laughing and slapped the poor girl on the back, Oh relax, I'm just messing with you! You should've seen the look on your face Juulie. I completely Verricked you. There's nothing to be afraid of out here. Verrick said, walking along the trail ahead of Juulie. Juulie simply sighed in impatience and muttered, Yeah that's what everyone says...in every horror story...ever...and then they die. Still, the man paid well and it wasn't like she was going to just wander off on her own. So, begrudgingly Juulie began pushing the cart of Verrick's "inventions" along the winding dirt path once more.