Huh, Kybar Ecostone... that's that infamous politician considered by many to be crazy. He supposedly eats puppies, at least according to the person that went against him in the last election. Boy, what a political quagmire of mayhem
that was...
It's rather odd that this guy is your target though, as last you recall he was a close friend of your handler's, another political figure in the city who generally stays on the quieter side. And now, apparently, they want Ecostone taken out. Well, that's politics, you suppose.
The weasel soon scurries off, having served its current assignment, and heads home, wherever that might be.
A bit after it goes, you suddenly hear someone nearby scream something about a weasel.
"Did this weasel just talk!?" You walk around the building to where you heard the voice, and see a fascinated citizen at the side of the road studying a weasel standing on some crates, apparently a completely different weasel than the one who delivers your missions.
Intrigued, you get closer for a better look, as do a few other bystanders.
"Go on little buddy, say somethin'!" The fascinated citizen encourages the furry critter.
The weasel standing on the crates seems to clear it's throat, before proceeding to squeak a few times typical of a weasel.
"N-no, I-I mean in people-tongue!..." The weasel looks a bit confused for a moment, as the bystanders start getting impatient.
"What is this shite!? You went n' had yaself a few too many of those wacky mushrooms, didn'tcha?" "N-No! It was talkin' to me just now, I swear!" The fascinated and now slightly annoyed citizen turns again to the weasel.
"C'mon damnit say somethin'!!!" Again, the weasel looks confused, and soon begins licking itself.
The bystanders sigh and start to take off, scoffing at the fascinated citizen, who now looks visibly agitated.
"Wait! You guys have to believe me!" He looks around and sees you standing nearby.
"Y-You! Old Granny Jenkins! You believe me, don't you!?" The fascinated citizen eagerly approaches you, pointing at the weasel with fervent accusation.
"That weasel right there is a talkin' weasel!!" "Err..." You glance over at the seemingly ordinary weasel, unsure of what to make of the situation.
Myrtle Jenkins
Health: Good
Equipment:
- Mini-Crossbow (hidden)
- Assassin's Knitting Needles
Inventory:
- 40 Gold
- Cabbages
- Berries
- Rice
- Mysterious Letter
- Note with new Mission Target
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