// @harpedsuns
Finally! Someone that doesn’t seem to have any swords on their person!
... Well, he’s still nervous, but that’s just the usual fare anyway.
“Uh, Miss? Excuse me?” He approaches the other, unsure of what to expect this encounter. Hopefully something that won’t potentially kill him? Not like he nearly died in his quest, per say, but the possibility sure felt real at the time. “Have you seen my little brother? His name’s Greg, has brown hair, wears a teapot on his head...”
He’s trying to vary up the way he describes the young boy, but it seems to end up bring the same drivel every time. Wirt, why can’t you be more creative?! You’ll never get anyone’s attention that way!












