Oh! I had no idea that when we exited that horrible cave we would be met with such a beautiful panorama. I wish I might have a post card of this, but I don’t suppose they sell postcards in Ancient Greece…
I’m so glad that the radar still works in the past…I had some serious concerns, but she appears to be holding up just fine.
Ahhh! Oh, good god! My poor heart can’t handle all of these shocks! Ms. what business have you yelling at passerby?!
I am Arthur Sorensen. As for my kin…I have a mother. Myself and my colleague have traveled from the land of Elysium in order to find the lost First Wavers…have you seen any of them wandering about perhaps?
Ah! I have never in my life been so insulted! A drunkard indeed! I may have touched a drop to my lips now and again in the spirit of celebration, but never have I imbibed to such excess that I should deserve to be so rudely insulted. And why should this Captain have any authority over our fates?! If we continue to receive such disrespect I shall be forced to…well, do something highly dramatic!
I suppose we had better go speak with this Captain and straighten the whole matter out. I’m sure an individual of her status will be a better suited judge of our character.
The radar appears to be pointing us along the stone walkway directly behind that (whisper) very inconsiderate lady.
The guard said that we should continue walking straight ahead and then take a left just beyond that building there. Hopefully the market lays just beyond. I’m feeling a bit
hungry…what kind of snacks do you think they serve in an Ancient Greek marketplace? Let’s hope the snacks are only ancient in type and not quality.
Oh dear! Newlander, quickly avert your eyes! That lady standing over there appears to have forgotten to put on some of her clothing. Oh, how terribly embarrassing! Do you think there is a gentlemanly way I can inform her of her mistake? Wait…you believe that that is meant to be the whole outfit?! Um, I suppose we had better talk with her and get some supplies…I’m going to just look at the ground and you can manage this transaction. Try giving her a NIK and see if she understands that you are attempting to communicate.
Ah! I think she understood…although she didn’t really say anything. Wait! There are terminals in Ancient Greece?! How very strange. Well, let’s take a moment and browse through her wares. I would recommend that we buy whatever medicinal supplies they have here…we never know what kind of wild beasts may be roaming these lands. Let us hope for tiny, pleasant field mice…
Hmmm, these Herb Boxes appear to be the only medical supplies for purchase…I’m not sure how much use herbs will be, but I suppose they’re better than nothing. You can find the Herb Box by choosing the Medical option in the menu and then clicking on the Herb Box and the Buy button. We shouldn’t require more then one Herb Box…unless you don’t like to share?
Ah! Do you see the statue at the top of that hill? Would you mind if we took a look? I think we can reach it by walking up the hill and then taking that set of stairs through the covered archway.
Ah! Hello, madame Captain. How do you do? So you have heard from your subordinate of our arrival? I am not sure why that lady was unable to comprehend our being here, but I hope that you will have a more open mind to our story. You see we’ve come through time and space to search for our missing comrades the First Wavers…you haven’t happened to see any of them running about, have you?
I’m so glad that there is a reasonable person here. Thank you for your time madam Captain. We shall go speak to this Creon immediately. Let us continue up those steps. I think he is in the building to the right.
I believe we should walk up this pathway and then turn right. These trees are so pleasant…I wonder who tends to them? I haven’t seen any gardeners running about, have you?
Ah! That must be the building where Creon keeps himself. It is very regal looking, isn’t it? Do you think that some day I’ll be important enough to have a building like that erected in Crystal Center? The Arthur Sorensen Imperial Hall of…something…
Big statue, little statue…Wait! I think the little statue might be Creon himself! Let’s get a bit closer and see…
Hello, Mr. Archon, sir. Yes, we are strangers in a strange place. I am the great Arthur Sorensen and this is my friend, Newlander. (Whisper) Newlander, there is no need to chuckle so loudly, I’m trying to make an impression.
We have journeyed from the far away land of Elysium in search of our missing comrades, the First Wavers. You haven’t happened to see any of them running around, have you?
You know of Elysium?! Wait? You are from Elysium! How can that be possible? Forgive me, but I have never met anyone in Elysium who looks or speaks remotely like you…I suppose I’ve never seen anyone from Elysium in Ancient Greek dress though. Oh! Forgive me, I didn’t mean an Ancient Greek dress! I meant Ancient Greek garb, your dress is very masculine. (Whisper) Newlander, please stop chuckling! You may very well spoil our chances of impressing the Archon.
So you say that someone may have sabotaged the teleporters in order to make them malfunction?! It’s a possibility that I had considered, but I didn’t want to believe that any of the First Wave could be capable of such sabotage. You and I have not previously met, sir, but I am also a member of the First Wave. I experienced no issues with teleportation though…other than a bit of hearing loss, but nothing on the scale of getting lost in time and space.
You say that we are currently in a timeline alternate to the Ancient Greece with which we are familiar? Yes, that would explain a few things. You haven’t met with any of the other First Wavers though? I shudder to think what strange universes they may have ended up in. Well, I shudder to think that our journey of exploration may take us to those places…the papoo are really bad enough, right?!
Well, sir, are you prepared to accompany us back to Next Island so that you can report on the results of our quest? And perhaps you might assist us in our upcoming travails? (Whisper) He appears to have quite strong arms, right Newlander? I think we would be well advised to let him lead the way…I will take the very dangerous role of rear guard.
But, sir! Your assistance is greatly needed. How may we complete the Elysium project without the input of its initial members?! Forgive me if I am being impertinent. Sometimes the strength of my feeling carries me away entirely.
(Sigh) Well I suppose if your mind is quite made up we will just have to let you be. A man must put the needs of his family first. We shall go notify the guards that we are honored guests of the Archon. (Whisper) Come along, Newlander. I can’t wait to see the expression on that snooty, forgive me, impertinent guard’s face when we tell her that the two “drunkards” are close friends of the Archon (chuckle).