>>/at/15754 [x] Maybe Lord Tenma has an idea
Of course. If anyone knows, it's Lord Tenma. After all, she knows everything, right?
"You want to ask the lord what now?"
This is the response you get upon trying to get into Lord Tenma's palace. You should have expected it, even the mighty tengu leaders can't just grant themselves an audience with Lord Tenma all the time. Who expected some grunt to be able to do that?
"Well, I figure Lord Tenma knows a lot about girls, since she's one herself, and-"
"Okay, stop right there buddy, you do know who we're talking about, right?" The door guard with the deep voice is definitely not going to let you in. You'd rather just hightail it out of there now, since he's got some lecture to do you in with, but you get this feeling that if you blew him off, he might give chase and start introducing you to those huge muscles of his. In a very uncomfortable way.
Still though, being who you are, you argue anyways.
"Lord Tenma is wise and has plenty of sage advice, so what's wrong?"
"You, dumbass. Lord Tenma ain't just some free personal advisor for anyone. Hell, she got her own for that kind of shit."
"Does that mean I can see them instead?"
"I dunno dickfucker, what do you think?" Dickfucker? Seriously?
"...man, you must be really troubled to have to use a word like that."
"Hey, I don't need no pity from someone who has to go to Lord Tenma to know how to bag a chick in bed."
"And I don't have to wipe my ass to know that was a retarded insult."
"Well...okay, I try man, alright? You only get out so much by being Lord Tenma's door guard, y-you just...don't know man!" You're standing here watching this guy quickly crumble down into a shadow of his formerly intimidating self, and it's really kind of sad. You give the poor guy a little comfort by patting him on the shoulder while he tries to recalculate just what went wrong in his life.
"It's alright. We all have our faults. Look at me, I used to womanize all the tengu on the mountain until I realized they were all dumb bitches, and people still hold that against me. But hey, I still move on anyways, I ain't gonna let that bother me, and you shouldn't let that bother you either, 'aight?"
"Yeah, you're...you're right. I gotta stand tall as Lord Tenma's door guard. I mean, what the hell else would I be? Some goofy exotic dancer in one of the strip bars?"
"I hear they pay really well, but that's beside point."
"Yeah, no where near as satisfying as serving Lord Tenma, after all."
"It's the hair isn't it?"
"Totally. No other woman on this planet knows how to take care of their hair better then Lord Tenma."
"It's good to know we agree on something then. So can you let me see her now?"
"No."
"Fuck." With a deep sigh, you turn around and start walking off feeling like a complete and total failure. Bad end or whatever. But before you get far, the guard gets your attention again.
"Hey, wait, if you really need help, there is a counseler in the village. They opened up recently but they know a good deal of stuff." The burly guy walks up to you and hands you a business card. "Here, maybe they can help you the same way you helped me, right? Lots of luck to you."
As you awkwardly give your new...friend a bit of a farewell you wander back off with the card in hand. Hmm...'Tengu Agency Counseling and Talking for LESS?' An odd name, to say the least. You're not sure if you could trust this guy. He could be gay for all you know. But now you've got this card and an inability to see Lord Tenma about this issue...oh, what to do?
[ ] Maybe this counseling bull is worth a shot
[ ] You need Lord Tenma's advice! You'll just have to sneak in...
[ ] This was a bad idea from the beginning. Back to the ba
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