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Who: Faris & open
Status: Open
Where: The places where MANTA quests are happening!
What: Faris and you taking on MANTA board quests.
Warnings: None so far.

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[Faris has a serious sense of deja vu about this one... ugh. The ones that go over multiple months are always the most bothersome, aren't they? He just hopes that this one doesn't involve some creepy guy trying to resurrect a wife and creating succubi instead.]

Ahoy there! Artist bloke! [Faris looks around, a hand on the hilt of his sword, but there's nothing jumping out as a threat. Just a lot of art supplies scattered about.] Can't tell if this is from a struggle or just the normal state of things 'round here.

[And just as he leans forward towards one of the paintings--SWOOSH. In he goes!]

Celestial Navigation

[Faris looks up at the darkening sky, watching the stars wink on to replace the sunset.]

'Tis a funny thing. I've seen the sky change before, but not like this. [He looks down at his parchment, where he's already recorded what he knows of the old sky from memory.] Ever do this before?

Begrudged

[Faris does not often answer the bounties on creatures, and in fact, he's coming to the conviction that he'd like to do something about the ones that are out to hunt down hides and shells solely for profit.

But some are justified. This sounds to be one of those... but as Faris watches the tonberry, he frowns.]

This beast is meant to be dangerous? It's moving like a snail--a snail filled with molasses.

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Well... In a sense. I rarely stepped outside of the inn unless it was on business or errands, to be quite honest...

[ It's a lot of work to run an inn! And she's a certified workaholic, besides. ]

Oh? Why's that?

[Come to think of it, Faris doesn't remember seeing the various innkeepers he grew to know over a year of sailing and flying 'round the world outside their establishments, either.

Which, given the state they were often in and the stuff they tracked across the floor... maybe not surprising.]

Adventurers kept you hopping, did they?

[ Yeah... he's got the right of it... ]

Precisely that. Even back then, there was never a dull moment in my life. So many rooms to clean, meals to prepare, people to send off on their continuing adventures, but...

[ She lifts a hand and gestures up at the night sky. ]

Seems it might be my turn for such adventures now, somehow.

Might even say as you're overdue for some.

[Maybe it's the pink hair, maybe it's a sense of lingering obligation to all those innkeepers who had to deal with four tired, cranky, muddy, bloody Light Warriors dragging themselves into their inns at all hours... Faris finds himself feeling a little worried about an innkeeper getting dropped into a world of piracy and seafaring.

He looks up at the sky, tracing the shapes in the stars.]

Any shapes jumping out to you yet up there?

[ She offers a bit of a withering laugh at his remark; she's never been one to seek out adventure, herself, unlike the rest of her family, but it seems the powers that be have different imaginations for her.

In any case, at his prompting, Sumina falls into a contemplative silence, focusing her own starlit eyes above. Before overlong, she points up to a grouping of stars. ]

That, right there... [ she tries to trace the shape with her finger, in an attempt to show him just where she means. ] Perhaps that could make the shape of a key...?

[ she's still thinking about work... ]

[Faris gives her a glance at that laugh, raising his eyebrows. Maybe it's because of the manner in which adventure has been chosen for her? Faris had decided to join the other Light Warriors in their quest to save the crystals and the world. Not for the reasons those crystals would have had him join, but it had been his own decision nonetheless.

But Faris has never been one to ask after the confusing feelings of others--at least, not to start with. So he waits for the silence to break as he too returns to the stars.]

A key? [He follows the line she traces. Yes, the line, the teeth at the top... he can see it.] Could be.

[His eyes search the sky nearby. A few lines of stars, almost boxlike.]

And that could draw out the treasure chest it fits.

[ Sumina dutifully searches for those selfsame stars, seeing before long the grouping of brighter stars that does quite resemble a box! ]

Aha! There?

[ She points, just to make sure they're looking at the same stars. ]

Spoken like a true adventurer! Always on the lookout for treasure, hm?

[ Playfully! ]

Of course. You never know when you'll find something that will come in handy, even among the stars.

Helps to bribe the innkeepers when you're tracking blood into their carpets, too.

Ah, that's right...

[ Her eyes narrow at him suspiciously... sounds like that was spoken from experience, sir!! An experience she's all too familiar with, herself. ]

The best bribe you can give an innkeeper in that situation is to clean the mess up yourself.