Trunks laughed softly. "Touche'. I would argue my being unusual since you've probably never met Piccolo or Cell, but since you're the local I'll grant you that one. Looking for strangers? Does this have anything to do with the Dungeon Master?" 'The 'local?' she smiled at the thought of the term. "Well, I have been in Macula some hours longer," She informed the lavender-haired youth, "but I am no more a 'local' to this town than yourself. And although I may not be familiar with the two you mention, I would say that I've encountered my share of creatures that would seem alien to you."
Changing the subject, Abby continued, "However, the matter at hand concerns the fate of recent arrivals to the Realm, Outworlders, summoned by the Dungeon Master. Rumors abound that they played part in the deaths of several officials in the kingdom of Yarfell. If you are indeed an Outworlder, it may concern you that a group of soldiers are waiting in Macula should any come through the town."
"Macula may not be the safest place for you to stay this night." She added, "If you wish, you may accompany my friends and I when we return to explore the mountain caverns in search of Blaze, a young dragon who resides there." Abigail then called for her horse, which readily returned to her side. She effortlessly hopped onto the saddle before asking him again, "Will you be coming with us?"
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