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“So…”
“Yeah?”
“You said you knew Dariax.”
“Yeah.”
“My Dariax. Who is in wanted posters with 4 other people all around Emon? Who is wanted by many people?”
“Apparently.”
“You don't look like a person who does crime-”
Ashton and Laudna giggle in a distance at that.
“Yet you are on a wanted poster with a…Blue man, a sea green-haired girl and another tall girl chased by a thief guild? What the fuck is up with that?”
Laudna and Ashton stop giggling and actually turn back to look at the halfling. Wanted posters? With Orym on it? Really? Like, yeah, he has a mischievous side and probably can get into trouble without the rest of them. But Wanted POSTERS?
“In Emon?”
“Obviously. Duh. I mentioned it the other night too!”
“Sorry, was out of it then. But I got wanted posters?”
“Along with 4 others and a weird monkey? Yes.”
Orym just laughed at that. “Kinda tracks, really. There is a reason we hesitate to go to Emon.”
“What do you mean kinda tracks?” Bor’Dor asked. “It’s either yes or no!”
“Well, we expected it the moment we booked it after stealing from a thieves guild after charming its leader.”
“Ok. That’s it.” Ashton declared, leaning forward. “I needed the story. Like yesterday.”
“It’s not that interesting, truly.”
“Nope. Tell us. Right now. You guys stealing from a guild and escaping without consequences? No way in hell it isn’t interesting!”
“Ok. Well, it started with us in Emon, probably a lot earlier than that but we don’t really have a proper time frame because we are missing a week’s worth of memories… Fearne had pulled Mister out of the ground when we first met and then we are missing a week’s memory, after which we ended up in a party, drank nicely and ended up having a pissing contest, Dariax ended up with a shit beard thanks to that-”
“Wait. Fearne was with you guys?”
“And Dorian. This is how we met actually. With a drinking contest. Then woke up, had breakfast and someone threatened to loot the mansion we were staying at so we tried to strike a deal with her to leave it alone…”
“Wait what-”
“They called themselves the Nameless Ones. She called herself Poska. We were supposed to steal something for her and leave it at her warehouse. Ended up stealing a Vestige and looting her warehouse before booking it. Came back again later to meet Gilmore cuz business but… she kidnapped us, almost. Fearne had to charm her to let us go. So yeah, we left on pretty bad terms.”
“So… essentially, if you go to Emon, you’re fucked?”
“Yeah, maybe.”
“But we sent Dorian to Emon!”
“And he made it out alright, didn't he?”
“But still. YOU have a wanted poster?”
“I was an accomplice! You think I would’ve been left alone?”
“You are the most straight-”
“Gay.”
“Straightforward, no-nonsense person I’ve ever known!”
“Look into my eyes and say it again.”
“I would have to agree with Ashton on this one. You do look like the dad of a group. Sorry.” Emily chirped.
“I will have you know that I am a mischievous person!”
“You don't show it! If you really are, prove it.”
“Are you sure?”
“What? Scared?”
“Oh no. You’re on. Let chaos reign.”
And thus awoke chaos gremlin Orym.