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🐱🐲: Well, well, well, Jack, long time no see. I was starting to think they either turned you into soup or upgraded you to a final boss.
🎪🏹: By the way, congratulations to Erika on unlocking magic.
⛓️♿: I agree.
🎪🏹: And what does it mean that the agents of the Anuzish church are evil? And the players will be working for them? So it turns out...
⛓️♿: I...
🎪🏹: GUYON, WERE WE THE BAD GUYS IN THE LAST GAME?!
⛓️♿: Well, how do I put it...
🐱🐲: You did read the last game after you broke the fourth wall, right?
⛓️♿: Yeah.
🎪🏹: ...author, do you have any booze?!
🐱🐲: Check the fridge, there's a bottle of wine from the time of Tsar Gorokh. I've been thinking about using it for cooking, but I haven't gotten around to it.
🎪🏹: Not strong enough.
⛓️♿: I could use some too. All this is bringing back some unpleasant memories. Kissing a boot, I know what that's like, I wouldn't even dream of kissing a boot, even Beate's, ugh. And Insho is going to the Dark Lunarians. And yes, let them not be surprised why they are not liked. They are not liked for a reason, FOR A REASON!!!
🎪🏹: ...oh, author, you have some alcohol wipes here! Can I take them?
🐱🐲: That's not for drinking...
🎪🏹: *glug, glug, slurp* G-good stuff!
🐱🐲: ...never mind. No, Guyon, you shouldn't, you'll get hurt.
⛓️♿: And what about me? I'm perfectly fine, unlike her.
🐱🐲: Dark Lunarians! Boo!
⛓️♿: Oh, go away. Where's your wine...