Outskirts

Swaltzer

"Well, you're in for a treat, then!"  Celandine starts the bike and you suddenly remember that she's a daredevil acrobat for a living and does not have the same sort of life-or-death inhibitions as most normal people.  Fortunately, she's also nice and doesn't do any sick-ass tricks, other than a burnout as you take off.

She takes you just a few miles down the road to the cliffside where she proceeds to take you off the road.  And charges at the cliff.  Throwing on the brakes and sliding to a stop within 10ft of the edge.  "Whoo!  That was fun.  Ready to eat?"


Cyrus

You walk in and look at the notebooks.  One of them is some data about the otherworld.  Atmospheric measurements, magnetic readings, a sketch of the area.  Some other stuff you don't really get.

The other notebook has a sketch of the goblin on one page.  On the other, some notes about designs for anti-goblin weaponry.  Characteristics bullets would need, ideal velocity calculations...

You hear someone coming down the hall.


Iggy

You run to the tent.  The flap is open and you hear soft snoring coming from inside.  You take a peek and see the pixie - you recognize her as your pixie from her anklet - curled up and sleeping on the pillow.

Don't bother to hide that I was looking at it. There's nothing personal there.

Swaltzer

Celandine spreads out a blanket and takes a seat.  She opens up the basket and starts pulling things out.  Potato salad, some fruit, and fried chicken.  "Not as fancy as that steakhouse, I know..." Celadine scratches her cheek.  "But I'm no professional chef."


Cyrus

Unsurprisingly, Delia walks into the room.  She freezes when she sees you.  "Who are you?  How did you get in here?  Why are you looking at my notes!?" she demands.  Same old song and dance.... until she grabs a heavy metal pipe tucked behind the shelf near the door.


Iggy

You look around the area with no luck.  You try looking for tracks...

Iggy's Tracking check: Failure

But can't find any that you can say are definitely a human's.

You hear the pixie start to wake up inside the tent.  Yawning and shifting around.

"It's me, Cyrus. Put the pipe down, you said we would meet to discuss the results of your research in the other world today."

Swaltzer

"I dunno, nothing in particular..." Celandine says.  "How was your week?"


Cyrus

"Oh."  Delia puts her pipe down.  She warily observes you while she checks her book.  After reading a few pages, she starts to lower her guard.  "...I see.  Well.  What do you want to know about it?  You were there, y'know.  I doubt there's anything I learned that's useful for you to know that you couldn't see."


Ignatius

"Iggy!"  The pixie flies up and hugs you at lightning speed.  Jeez, zero to sixty in no time flat.  And it's less a hug and more kind of wrapping herself against your face.  "Huh?  Where'd the Mean Lady go?"

"Pretty swell. I've been trying to get out and do some more things. Hey, what are the swimsuits for?"