one.

[ohmykethe]

[Voice Post]

...oh, it can-- [static, pages flipping.]

--r fuck's sake, Felix, you gone done some stupid shit before, but this is just motherfucking [incomprehensible slurred cursing combined with Mildmay holding the journal too far away from his mouth makes these next few words generally inaudible]. You better fucking fix it, or whatever hocus

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[voice]

[lists_to_port]

.......What?

[voice]

[ohmykethe]

[Very, very slowly, he says the following five words:]

You... seen... a... walking... stick?

[voice]

[lists_to_port]

[A walking stick? In this heavily-tree-infested land? Perhaps it's special. Perhaps it has special magical properties and he should be on the lookout for it.]

Describe it, son. Erm....slow-like.

[voice]

[ohmykethe]

Made of wood, helps folks walk. Had one for the last two decads.

[voice]

[lists_to_port]

[Sooooooo an ordinary stick, then. Not going to walk about on its own or any suchlike thing.

How disappointing. Still:]

And what would information about said wooden walking aid be worth to you, lad? Hm?

[voice]

[ohmykethe]

[Mildmay has played this game before.]

A smile and a handshake, what's it to you?

[voice]

[lists_to_port]

Apparently it's not anything at all to me, at the going rate.

Need it to get about, do you? One leg? No legs? Just a torso?

[voice]

[ohmykethe]

Figured as much.

[Sign. Nice one going, Milly-fox.] Got a bum leg.

[voice]

[lists_to_port]

[Well at least he doesn't appear the dangerous sort.]

So you're here and damaged and no stick. By chance do you see a tree about? For trees, lad, are made of wood, and are the source of the many serviceable sticks what you might find lyin' nearby.

[voice]

[ohmykethe]

[There are few things Mildmay hates more than condescension, and he replies in kind:]

Yeah, I gathered before. You know anything I don't already? Or we gonna talk about how rocks're hard next.

[voice]

[lists_to_port]

We could, son, but that would not be a very exciting topic. If the stick what you're so particular about isn't nearby, it could mean it is not here, ergo you'll need to substitute another in its place or else resign yourself to continually falling down. Savvy?

[voice]

[ohmykethe]

I can fucking manage, thanks for all your fucking wisdom.

[voice]

[lists_to_port]

And to think, you've not even begun to tap that deep, still well! If you're all that fond of it, though---and I can tell you're a lad what loves his stick---you might check in the items shop in the village. You'll find it just---

...

Where are you?

[voice]

[ohmykethe]

If I fucking knew, I wouldn't be talking to you!

[Pause, sigh, regain temper.]

Outside. Luceti, I think they said it was.

[voice]

[lists_to_port]

Son, I don't have to try to orient you. This? Kindness of a pirate's heart and all. See you any signs? "Welcome Center"? "New Feather Station"? Arrows, even? They'll lead you someplace safer. Ish.

Ooorrr I could come find you. Compass and all. Or not.

[voice]

[ohmykethe]

I see 'em, thank you kindly. I wouldn't want to waste your precious fucking time.

...wait, pirate, you said?