The Serdan tells you that he's not 'The Serdan'. His name is Obrinus Puck, and he doesn't have a lotta time for this shit. It's getting dark soon and dark is bad. He takes one look at the house you were trying to squeeze into, and laughs.
He doesn't stop laughing for a while and you're standing there bawling and it's just one big shitshow. The gnome has wisely decided to forget you idiots and has put a large, imposing steel bunker door in the doorway of his mushroom.
When you take a moment to look at it, tears still streaming down your face, it doesn't feel like a very good sign.
Obrinus Puck hasn't stopped laughing yet.
Elia: Bitch-slap him.
You don't have to put up with this! You're sick and tired and you have a wedgie of the ages and you don't understand ANY of your bodily changes and you just want to go the fuck home, so shut up, you stupid asshole! Just. Shut. Up.
Your speech doesn't go over so well. There's a glint of something in Obrinus' eyes.
He grabs your uppity ass and takes off from the safety of the ground. He mutters something about ungrateful bitches (and you are immediately even more furious with him) and heads off past the mushroom houses into the sky.
"Goddamn stupid lousy changelings. She slapped me! She fucking slapped me!" he snaps to himself, ignoring your terrified shrieks.
Obrinus: Don't get mad, get cool. That's because you're cool... right?
Elia: Hold off the explosive meltdown until you reach nice, solid ground.
Pictured is the only connection between you and the asshole who is keeping you from falling to the ground. It is starting to become a very long way to fall. You are furious, yes, but think very carefully.
Do you really want to sever this connection in the hopes of somehow slapping him? Your arms are too weak to pull yourself up to reach him with your other hand, and it's possible any movement like flailing or swinging your arm up to slap that... admittedly rather fine ass could make your hand slip, and then you'd fall downnn downn down.
So: Are you doing this despite the potential trauma, injure, and or death? Are you making this hapen?
> not really, just shout every insult your 8 year old mind can conceive at him.
Examine landscape to get an idea of where you are.
Marvel at city.
Elia: Marvel at city.
You marvel at the golden city in front of you, more of it becoming visible as you fly over the last hill and head towards it.
Obrinus veers you up a little- you're not headed for the gates, but towards the spire on the mountain.
He ignored your childish insults, too. Though if you could see his face you'd notice a little smug smirk.
"Welcome to the city."
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