Zaena: I’m fairly certain the catacombs connect Katiyana to Porthos, so there’s bound to be a way to the city through there.
“Fine, fine.” Ryuk accepts the quest.
Enway Zoltan, Level 15 White Mystic, has temporarily joined your guild!
“She’s part of our guild now?” The goblin turns to Ryuk and shakes his head bitterly. “I’ve said this once, and I’ll fickin’ say it again until it sticks: whatever happened to extreme vetting?”
With that, Hiccup throws his hands into the air and presses forward.
(0)__(x)
Hiccup’s relation with Captain Rehab of the Pequod offers the goblin yet another chance to prove his worth to the Mitherfickers.
As soon as they approach the ship and the captain spots them, he welcomes the goblin with open arms. Captain Rehab is a portly fellow with two peg legs, two parrots, and no hooks. That said, he does have small brooch featuring a pair of crossed hooks pinned to his lapel.
The Pequod is ramshackled and pieced together, with patched over dents in its hull, a deck in need of a good scrubbing, and a rudder that flaps in the wind like the tail of a fifteen-year-old pooch.
The private suite given to the Mitherfickers, however, is “the cleanest on the ship” according to Captain Rehab, and he isn’t far off. The suite is comfortable and clean, with a hint of lemon in the air.
Ryuk takes a seat on a bench beneath a porthole and Enway soon joins him. He places the backpack containing Yangu between them, and she goes to town cuddling and tickling the baby ice dragon.
Meanwhile, Hiccup sets up shop at a table at the far end of the room with his partner in crime, FeeTwix. Zaena joins them, taking a seat on FeeTwix’s lap.
“Get your jewelry out,” Hiccup announces. “You too, Marbles.”
“I don’t have any jewelry,” he reminds the goblin.
“Like fick you do. A nancy boy like yourself probably has a toe ring, at the very least.”
Ryuk clenches his fists together.
“Whatever, suit yourself. What about you, Elfy?”
“The name is Enway, goblin.”
“The name is Hiccup, Elfy,” he growls. “We clear here? Or do I need to spell it out again?”
Enway gives Ryuk a pained expression.
“He grows on you, trust me,” Ryuk assures her.
“Sorry, Hiccup, fresh out of jewelry.” With that, Enway returns her attention to the baby dragon. “You’re a cutie, yes you are!”
“For fick’s sake.” A pair of cards appears in Hiccup’s mechanical hand. “What about you, Twixy? You got anything?”
George the Fourth’s State Diadem appears on the table. The crown is covered in over 1,000 diamonds, all of them Proxima cubic zirconia. Of course, Hiccup doesn’t know this. He’s practically drooling on the crown as he snatches it from the Swede and turns it over in his hands.
“This is fickin’ beautiful, Twixy!” Hiccup places the crown on his head. “Fick you, Liz. I’m king around here. Take your reptilian ass below deck!”
Zaena pinches Hiccup’s cheek with her ghost limb and he cries out in pain.
“Fick, that stings!”
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“Wait a fickin’ minute … ” Hiccup removes the diamond studded crown from his head and examines it for a moment. His pulls his toe knife from the shiv on his belt and points it at FeeTwix. “You tryin’ to pull a fast one on me, pretty boy?”
FeeTwix looks to Zaena and they both laugh. “That’d be such a funny fight,” Zaena says, practically beside herself. “You’d kill him nine times before he could even jab at you with that pathetic little knife!”
“I already have my weapon out, Liz.” Hiccup stabs the toe knife into the table so it sticks vertically out of its surface. He tosses the crown to the floor. “If we’re going to play this game, I want some real jewelry.” He looks the Thulean over for a moment. “Howzabout your necklace, the one from that other world?”
“Unigaea,” Ryuk says. “The necklace is from Unigaea.”
“Sounds like a good name for a nancy boy club. Necklace or no game, Liz.”
“Fine,” Zaena says, suddenly growing combative.
She whips off the necklace given to her by FeeTwix, which was a hand-me-down from Hiccup. As she dangles it in the air above the goblin’s head, Ryuk recalls the two gnomes in Kayi who gave it to them..
“What do you wager, goblin?” asks Zaena.
“Are they always this tense?” Enway rocks the baby dragon in her arms, tickling its belly.
“Yes, but I can never tell if they’re playing or not.”
A jewelry box appears on the table. “How’s that?”
The jewelry box floats off the table as Zaena examines it with her konoshlo. “This … is ancient.”
“Fick yes it is, and some poor sap is going to be missing it once they respawn in Kayi, but that’s beside the point.”
The thought strikes Ryuk. If Hiccup stole both items during the zombie outbreak in Kayi, that means … Ryuk chuckles to himself. The damn goblin.
“What about you, Twixy, whatchoo got?”
“Fine, fine. I have something that I think you especially will find valuable.”
“Better be shiny.”
FeeTwix turns his palm around and a small, wooden horse pixilates into shape.
“A horse toy?” Hiccup glances at the toe knife. “Do we need to go over this again?”
“Not any horse. Remember this one, from when we faced off against the ink shadow?”
“Nope, and fick ink shadows. You know how I feel about those fickers.” The goblin plays his best poker face. “You got me, Twixy. What’s with the horse toy?”
“If there is magic at play, the horse’s mane will melt away.”
Hiccup’s eyes go wide. “You mean like … like it is now?”
The three of them turn to Enway. Zaena is the first to have her swords up.
“I just wanted you guys to get along better,” Enway says, her eyes completely white. She still holds Yangu, who is oblivious to the fact that Zaena has pulled her weapons.
“No mystic shit, Elfy,” Hiccup says, Frank’s toe knife in his hand.
“So this is mystic magic,” FeeTwix mumbles. His eyes flash as he reads messages from his closest fans. “It’s similar to mind magic but more … spiritual.”
Enway’s eyes return to their natural blue color. “Sorry. It was just a little spell I’ve been playing with that makes people feel lighthearted.”
Zaena nods and returns her focus to the game. FeeTwix does the same after holding Enway’s gaze a moment longer.
“Whoopty-fickin’-doo. Let’s get this party started.” Hiccup stabs his toe knife back into the table. “You should be sorry, damn near ruined a game of Three Cards. Also, I need you two to get out some knives.”
Zaena produces a throwing knife and FeeTwix produces his mutant hack Bowie knife.
“How’s this, Hiccup?”
“Fine, Twixy, let’s just get started.” Hiccup flutters his finger along his neckline. “I really, really am hoping for a new necklace.”
(x)__(x)
The most important thing is the thing most easily forgotten – breath. Ryuk remembers Hajime’s oblique quote as he thinks about the mystic class. Tamana was a White Mystic in her previous incarnation, but like FeeTwix, she ended up focusing on her main class more. It appears that Enway may be different.