[Game Thread] Pokerole Mystery Dungeon: Primal Shadows

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

"Oh yeah, we dug all these here tunnels.  Always diggin' more of 'em, too.  Guild's gotta grow as it recruits more members, after all.  Most of the deeper tunnels are the residences for all the recruits.  The main founders of the teams live up top, and everyone else lives further down.  And yeah, the guild's been like this since it was founded.  A lot more livable space down here than there is up there, that's for sure.  Doesn't take as long as you might think when you and your mates were all born to dig though.  Some of us even have cousins at a coal mine on the Water Continent, in fact." (...)

As the Drilbur explain and elaborate on the tunnels, Ziggy Kee finds his piecing gaze wandering around the tunnels; imagining and admiring all the work it must have taken to dig aaaall these tunnels. Even if you - as they say - were born to dig through stuff, it's quite impressive! "...Ya people really did a fine job on diggin' all of that. It's comfy!~ *warm and honest smile* An' stable, that's 'mport'nt. Hehe...~"

(...) "Eh?  Why'd we double the guard recently?  Well...all I really know about that is that it was an order straight from the guildmaster.  We take those real seriously, ya know?  She didn't tell any of us why, though.  Not our place to question it anyways.  Oh, you're one of the newer members of the guild, right?  I think one o' my mates saw ya you're first day here.  A warm welcome from all of us, eh?  Hope the tunnels are to you're likin'.  It ain't much, but it's home."

"'n order straight from our noble Guildmaster...? Humm." He mulls over it for a bit trying to fathom and reason this upping of security, but eventually just shrugs. "Nat my place nor task t'question it either. If she feels it's needed 'n a wise choice, then it very likely is 'ndeed!~ After all, more security isn't a baaaad thin' per se, isn't it?~" A reassuring smile follows. It's true, more security down this Guild feels nice and allows him to sleep with his mind less on ease, BUT Ziggy Kee still can't help but to wonder why it's a necessary thing according to the Guildmaster. Whether it is out of worry that this has anything to do with them or out of sheer in-species curiosity, he doesn't know for sure.

"Hehehe, thanks for yar welcomin' words, how dear of ya!~ These tunnels ARE t'mah likin', yes they are, much less burnin' heat an' nasteh sand in mah fur down here!~"


It's NOW where the furry crittercoon would notice something that causes him to involuntarily stiffen, his fur to ever-so-slightly bristle and his gaze to ever-soooo-mildly intesify. Nononono, not good, not good AT ALL, his deep red eyes fiercely wander from Pyra being in the center of Team Artificers over the members of said team to the Drilbur he's just to neatly chatting with as his mind starts to accelerate. With a sweetish~ smile to the moles, Kee kindly bids them goodbye. "Well, would ya people 'xcuse me then?☆ It's been a PLEASURE t'chat with ya lot, but it seems like I gotta go, b'fore a fellow team member ends up in trouble. Happy further diggin' I do wish y'all, 'ntil we meet again, k?"

With that said, Kee leaves the table of the moles, takes ONE step into the direction of Team Artificers, and takes a HEARTY and EAGER leap straight onto Pyra's head. Given how she's bigger than him, it shouldn't hurt or knock her off, BUT it should be enough of a suprise to  get her (and possibly Team Artificer's) attention!~ He looks down onto the she-devil with the sweetest~☆ and softest~☆ bedroom eyes, appearantly only paying attention to HER now. "Pyra, mah dear, whatcha doin' here, hum? Ya've been missed over at our table, an' I was worried t'see ya leave just like that without a word. C'mon, w'all finished dinner, it's gettin' late an' we got a busy day ahead, it's 'bout time we head back into our quarters for some weeeeell deserved sleep. Shall we? May we, pwease?"

Doesn't appar to pay much attention to Chimi, Solosis nor Golett, Kee's primary and perhaps only goal is to GET PYRA OUT OF HERE without creating a fuss. And oozing charm to do this is his prefered method of doing so!