"Just giving her a few
tips." Hundin replied to Roger, her face staring forward as they continued on, but her eyes looking around somewhat frantically.
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"Uh... yeah, thanks, Garn, sure." Elby said, still a bit unsure how to react. Regardless, he lead the group forward. TO FORETAG.
And thus, on their journey, many things happened. The group would realize things about themselves that would change their outlook on life forever, and stories would be written about their legendary exploits that saved millions. BUT AT WHAT COST? They had discovered the secrets of the reality that would leave them scarred for all time, unsure of what's even right or wrong anymore.
Or maybe not. I dunno.
As the group would finally reach Foretag, they'd be surrounded by busy streets and buildings littering the area, even having its own skyscraper. If one didn't know better, one could mistake this for a city from a region
not filled full of hicks and hobos.
As Elby approached a rather attention-grabbing fixture, though, he couldn't help but be a bit confused. It was a large, golden statue of what appeared to be a Milotic, dramatically pointing its head into the sky, peering into the sun with its eyes, covered by a slick mask, akin to one a superhero might wear. "In honor of the Masked Beauty, protector of the weak and savior of Foretag City." the plaque underneath it read.
Elby simply stared at it, only managing to mutter "What..." under his breath.