The journey of the Combined Triquetra is calm and almost uneventful, collecting a few ingredients in their path towards their destination.
After reaching the second entrance in a little less than two hours, they cross the vortex to a new world.
Literally.
After passing through the whirlwind of energy, a blue sky lies, beneath it, a humid misty forest, and in the middle of the groove, the students are stupefied by the location they have arrived at.
{Perhaps Norlan's hypothesis about Dhägna'Hür having aCounterpart is actually right. Although i shouldn't jump into hasty conclusions, this idea seems plausible, at least it does now}
"My most sincere apologies". Says Bverxkka, showing a displeased grimace, disbelief in his tone, accompanied by a raging anger that is directed to himself for making a massive blunter. "I have committed a miscalculation, hence, an error with severe complications and imdiate consequences to our original plan".
"What do you an?". Questions Nouy'Zula, her reverie crushed by the lost stoicism within Marshack's deanor.
But the lancholic young man is an extrely pragmatic person, regaining his composure after a growl. "It's faster if everyone observes N'Ïrk's status".
Instead of question the «Why». The latter complies.
N'Ïrk Ignay'Thus
Empiric Energy • [ 01 / 22 ] [ 1/35H ]
Class • Kinkmancer
Level [ 0 / 4 ] • Growth • [ 0 / 25 ]
[ DF • 035 ] [ EF • 010 ]
[ PF • 035 ] [ MF • 035 ]
[ CF • 020 ] [ AF • 020 ]
Oppressiveness • [ 0 / 10 ]
Tender Ferality • [ 0 / 10 ]
Imrsive Impersonation • [ 0 / 10 ]
*Oh*. "Crossing the vertex cost 12 Of Empiric Energy. Not four as you had foresee Bverxkka. So we will need another 12 Ens to co back, which is not a problem for you two. But i will need 385 hours to recover".
"Indeed N'Ïrk".
"Well. In that case, we should prioritize to find a more suitable place to stay".
"There is a Town not far away. I can hear the bustling noise of their vehicles". Bräzzeya comnts, as she points the direction of the sound.
As the Jaguaress said, a Town is present, just three kiloters away from their initial location.
The settlent has a higher technological level in comparison to the Laidders Nation, without coming close to an Advanced or Hidden City.
Staying on the outskirts of the Town, the students observe the resident's interactions and customs, noticing the usage of bills to settle their paynts, not to ntion their attire is much less threatening and more warm than the combat outfits the Combined Triquetra is wearing.
Knowing they will have to infiltrate the Town for the incoming days. It's for the better if they adapt to the local fashion, which is necessary to cup up with the cold humid weather to.
"Coach. Look. A pawn shop that accepts Silver Coins".
At the ntion of money, all eyes fall over N'Ïrk and Nouy'Zula, both showed how vast their wealth is. "I don't carry sothing as low as that". Says the Crown Princess, not caring about how haughty and arrogant she sounds.
"I have a few of the allowance you gave to Coach". Evennette pulls out four Silver Coins, and Dyll'Phá hands another fifteen.
N'Ïrk grabs the money, even when he has another Seventy Silver Coins in his possession.
Bräzzeya, Oddette, Troy, Barvro and N'Ïrk are the only ones who have an outfit that can be overlooked and pass for the Local's fashion.
Though that is short lived, Bverxkka's clothes ripple and imitate the garnts wear by a muscular man that carries an axe, showing he is a woodcutter.
"Wow!. That is convenient Bverxkka. Where did you acquire that suit?".
"Suit?. I don't understand what you are saying N'Ïrk. I am not wearing anything, this is just manipulating my own skin".
"So. You are naked?". Asks the blue eyed blonde, ogling Bverxkka's body up and down with curiosity and excitent.
"Indeed Oddette Mussers".
Nouy'Zula is scandalized, lashing at N'Ïrk with severity. "Poor Peasant, don't be stingy and buy clothes for this exhibitionist too".
"Why would N'Ïrk do that?. I don't require such expenditure like half of you do. And my skin is better than anything this planet can offer…".
"Shut up Bverxkka!. Have so modesty and sha!".
"Why would I be ashad of my body Nouy'Zula Rïvaldï?. I may be the Apex of my Species, and although i am barely above average in terms of physical attractiveness. I like how i look naturally, but if is not of your preference. I can use my other real features".
In that mont, Marshack gains breasts, wide hips and feminine traits that are almost as lancholic as his original male appearance.
Not only Nouy'Zula is astonished by the sudden change in Bverxkka, everyone is stunned, because the Hûrngöth achieved an extrely sought ability, but making it look like a nial chore.
"Do-Don't do that". Surprisingly, is Nayeli who speaks up, having a fearful shiver that vanish rapidly with Troy closing the distance and comforting his female friend.
Marshack doesn't understand but complies, returning to his male appearance, departing with N'Ïrk and Barvro towards the pawn shop, selling 60 Silver Coins.
anwhile, Troy, Odette and Bräzzeya, enter in the adjacent boutique, selecting clothes for the entire Triquetra.
Finishing their task. Bräzzeya and Bverxkka return to the outskirts, carrying the garnts for the rest of the team, while N'Ïrk and his three companions enter in a cantina.
The calamity in Dhägna'Hür struck before supper ti. And no one had the opportunity to feed themselves properly, as they were more focused on the possible dangers in the supposedly Zone.
The waitress imdiately approaches with a tray, leaving four jars of beer. A poster in the bar is the reason for this, having a clear motto. «No foodless tables. Drink, Eat or Leave. If not, the dishes abd shots will flow».
"We need so ti to read the nu «Hottie»". Barvro comnts as he sips his jar of beer. The waitress nods with an enthusiastic and cheerful smile, unable to occult her blush. The clients tend to give her complints, but they oftenly co with a lecherous touch that wants more than be a bit handsy.
The Playboy drinks again. "The guy next to the exit is giving creepy vibes, his eyes hadn't leave Odette's body since he arrived…
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