Huh now…the stranger’s cronies were just illusions. That’s not suspicious at all. Doesn’t everyone have a few friends who are illusory, after all? You have to imagine that illusory friends have some advantages…they never eat the last of the chips, for instance. On the other hand, they’re pretty bad about kicking in gas money and the like.

And it’s usually a good sign when people call you predictable and then close their mysterious book with a self-satisfied smirk. Right?

Good to see Azgoth again,eh? Quite a collection of bottles. Given that, chucking apples at his head is probably the best way to wake him up. A half-drunk, half-alseep half-ogre swatting you upside the head because he thinks you’re a cannibalistic frogtaur come to steal his Lucky Charms probably isn’t the best way to start your day.