[Zack snorts out a laugh and goes to follow along. Nimona has a good point but maybe they're a little busy as a crew already. It's an idea for the shelf.
Right now... They're being led by the old slug lady back through the village pathways to an old hut near the edge. There, she opens the door and reveals several shelves of unopened jars. So many jars! Of all sorts of hard to decipher shapes and things...]
... Ma'am?
[She chortles.] "Well here it is, my dears. My pantry has been full to the brim lately but I just can't seem to get the jar lids off with my old limbs anymore... Would you be a dear?"
Opening jars?
[OPENING JARS?
... Zack grins wolfishly.]
Ma'am, I was made for a job like this. Let me at them.
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Right now... They're being led by the old slug lady back through the village pathways to an old hut near the edge. There, she opens the door and reveals several shelves of unopened jars. So many jars! Of all sorts of hard to decipher shapes and things...]
... Ma'am?
[She chortles.] "Well here it is, my dears. My pantry has been full to the brim lately but I just can't seem to get the jar lids off with my old limbs anymore... Would you be a dear?"
Opening jars?
[OPENING JARS?
... Zack grins wolfishly.]
Ma'am, I was made for a job like this. Let me at them.