> take the train
Excellent choice. How will you get to a station?
> I'll take a cab.
Lucky you, a cab is just passing by. You flag him down and get in.
Cabbie: "Where to, sport?"
> TAKE ME TO YOUR LEADER! Naw, just kidding. Take me to the nearest railroad station.
"Ya mean Edinburgh Park Station?"
> Uh, I guess so.
The cab zooms off, and in no time, you're there. You pay the cabbie exorbitantly, and find yourself standing in Edinburgh Park Railway Station.
> This is boring. Could you afford to spice up your dialogue or something?
A grue eats you. There, exciting enough?
> Not exactly what I had in mind.
Well, good, because I was kidding.
> i
You what?
> inventory
A shotgun and sixteen shells; Ronalds' sword, which is now electrically powered from acting as a lightning rod; a Summon Grue scroll; around 50,000 Scottish pounds; and a gas mask, bulletproof vest and combat pants and boots (being worn).
> buy a ticket to Lakecastle
You walk up to the ticket window, and request a ticket to the small, idyllic town of Lakecastle. Or at least it's small and idyllic on the travel brochure you saw. For all you know it's a toxic waste dump and McBiggun's the caretaker.
The ticket salesman doesn't really eye you with suspicion, and come to think of it, neither has anyone else here in Scotland. You suspect something's up, but before you can think too much on it, the salesman speaks up:
Ticket Salesman: "'Allo, fellow traveler! What's your business goin' ta Lakecastle?"
What will you say back?
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