((ooc: Am...am I in the right place?))
ic:
Meanwhile, back at the remote Magog town...
Cid and Malice were both staring at the mysterious cloaked creture as it talked,
"...So I'm offering you job...", he said, blowing out a thick cloud of smoke at Malice, " ...you two must manipulate this Blarg to believe, that the natives are his true foe...And tell him, that us industrials will help him to find the answer..."
"What answer?!", Malice interrupted loudly
The creature did not respond and Malice was about to repeat his question when the creature spoke, "Do we have a deal?"
An irritatingly long silence accurred between them.
Malice glared at Cid, who returned the glare immediately.
Cid opened his mouth to speak, eyes still remaining upon Malice,
"But what's it for us?", he turned his glare to the creature, "What do we get, if we take this job? This Blarg is said to be dangerous, we might get killed. And I ain't ready to kick the bucket, not yet."
The creature laughed mockingly and hissed these words under his breath, "Moolah, boys. Moolah."
((ooc:^_____^ Mystical))
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