Eleven have entered Nier
"Now what kind of ignorant buffoon would sell a leg of mutton for fifteen thousand gold? I may not be in need of actual sustenance myself but still." Grimoire Cinereus said, he and Xalgon having just left a shop owner because his food was over priced. "I understand that these people are desperate at times, but for something like that the price should not be that high."
"Yeah yeah... look, I'll find food some time soon. I've gone longer without anything, so don't worry about it." Xalgon groaned, sometimes Cinereus's babbling drove him mad, and they had met not that long ago.
"Hush now, I can see silhouettes on the horizon..." The two of them stopped, the Grey floating tome hovering beside Xalgon as they spotted other wanderers in the distance within the same plain as them.
