what am i doing

[manforflowers]

How could I have not known about a city which so many gorgeous women? I suppose fighting the Risen didn't leave much room for matters of the academic... To think, so many beauties deprived of my charms! How could I, the daring and loveable Inigo, allow such a thing to pass?

These cafes aren't... quite what I'm used to, but it looks like they serve tea and cakes just as well.

[Or perhaps you'll just come across this wandering mercenary in the city. He's for hire - and if you happen to be a pretty girl, he'll work for free.]

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[magicdancer]

[As unobservant as she could be some times, Shantae couldn't help notice how this guy just kept making slip-ups.]

Are you SURE you're not here for the dance club...?

[She was kinda wondering now.]

[manforflowers]

WHAT? No. I'm a lover and a fighter, not a dancer! Do I look like I dance? D-don't be silly.

[He was a terrible liar.]

[magicdancer]

[Yes, Inigo, you were a terrible liar. Even SHE could see through you. And that's saying something. Buuuuut perhaps she could weasel the truth out of him. THIS MIGHT BE FUN...]

All right. If you want to talk? We can go get something from the cafeteria and talk. But first things first, are you ever going to introduce yourself?

[manforflowers]

[Talking over cafeteria food was... sorta almost like a date, right? So, progress! Inigo was so glad to be steering away from the topic of dance that he was utterly oblivious to the trap he was about to walk into.]

Oh, yes! My apologies, fair maiden! Inigo is my name - I am but a wandering mercenary, travelling in search of beautiful ladies and those in need.

And, um, what should I call you, my sweet?

[magicdancer]

[She offered up her hand to shake.]

I'm Shantae, the Guardian Genie of Scuttle Town.

[manforflowers]

[On that cue, Inigo took her hand and kissed it.]

It is my extraordinary pleasure to have your acquaintance, most enchanting Shantae.

[magicdancer]

[Was this guy for real? Remember the mission, girl.]

Just "Shantae" will be fine.

[It was hard to suppress a small laugh at Inigo's behaviour. She packed up her things, stuffing a change of clothes and a water bottle into a bag, slinging it over her shoulder.]

I COULD go for a bite to eat right now, so you've got good timing. So, what's a mercenary doing here?