
So I've somehow managed to pull some strong-looking people but at this point it feels like I might need to ask on some forums to see if they're worth anything... was this a gacha game all along...? Actually, I think I recognize them from that murder-tank incident, so maybe I lucked out... maybe.

So first I pull a bunny, then a tiger, and finally an assassin-looking sort. If our last guest had a sequined dress, I'd say we might as well just open up shop in Vegas, but alas~

*Ducks sailing bottle soldier* Tough crowd. Oh... It's you... great.

Well look who the witch dragged in. Hello
@Harper.

Has the bull come to tell the china shop what it should be feeling? Well, I did cry. A lot. A well-rounded heroine should always save a few tears for when her dreams get utterly and barbarously trampled. As for how you got here, well, Stockholm Syndrome isn't in your warranty, which is why you should always read the fine print. I didn't kidnap you, you kidnapped yourself.

But that's neither here nor there~ because I've already gained and lost that substantial amount of money at least three times over by this point. What can I say~ I'm a busy witch~ (*crying emoji behind laughing mask emoji*)

*Approaching, Glamora places the previously thrown bottle-soldier in the outstretched tigress's hand*

////// (blush) //////

Now I'd appreciate you not scaring the troops, yes? Except that one there. Congratulations, it's yours now. I don't know if it's into being thrown but it's imprinted on you now, and I don't want it.

*Glamdark blows a whistle, and the scrambling bottle-soldiers form ranks once more.*

Right. Hopefully that's it for reunions. Mine are never fun.

*Glamdark finally notices
@Toko cheering her on*

I would die for you.

*E-hem* As for how these things can move without a brain. Well, if you've seen the average Terrasphere player in a raid, and I know you have from my very vivid memory of you slamming that massive tank, then it shouldn't be all that surprising that things can move around without brains.
Anyway, I hope you'll be pleased to meet the bottle-talion bottle-soldiers: a portable fun-sized raid of dark-alchemical bodies to throw at whatever gets in our way. Totally green too, on account of all the glass I've recycled from my left-over bottles of pudding to make them. They aren't smart, or strong, or really all that useful, but what how did that saying go? 'The bottle-talion only has to get lucky once, our enemy has to get lucky for the rest of their lives.' Something like that anyway. And aren't they just a little bit cute?

*nods at
@Lune* Right, the point then. Since you lot were kind of enough to accidentally appear here on my behalf, I guess I should hurry up and explain the situation.

*Glamdark points at the castle* So there's a castle. Said castle is said by Queen to have her daughter, a princess, trapped in it. Whomever retrieves this princess will receive many fine treasures as thanks. The only problem is, is that said castle is guarded by a dragon.

Yes, I said a dragon.

As we know, dragons don't exist.

Case in point then: this is going to be a very easy job.

'So why is she asking for help?' You may be wondering. And to that, I invite you to look back at the castle once more. Does that castle look up to code? Obviously not. It looks downright condemned. Would you trust the bottle-talion with carrying a VIP over lava? Would you want the headache of guarding a VIP all way back to her kingdom from who knows what? Dragons may not exist, but unless the Queen has had her royal chef preparing only the wrong kinds of mushrooms for her nightly mushroom soup, then I can only assume the princess is real.

Right. So let me sum it up: I hate escort missions. This is a logistics problem and upon arriving I realized I didn't have enough logs. We can divvy the reward up evenly, how's that sound? That's right, you didn't just fall into an adventure, you fell into an opportunity.

I'm not sure if more people are coming but for now that's the that about this. So maybe we should introduce ourselves? Well, you know who I am. I have a squishy ball to toss around if we're feeling a little bit shy~? *tosses*