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Minion the Aquarium Guppy

Whoa, whoa, where're you off to in such a hurry? This is the Last Coin Tavern, isn't it? Say, did you happen to see Quincy in there? No? I've been looking for him everywhere - got some news to deliver, and I heard he was working hereabouts, still. Say, you look a bit strange - not familiar with these parts, are you? Well, neither am I, and I daresay I'm too old for this, traipsin' up and down and all over town just to find that good-fer-nothin'... I say, are you looking for a way to kill time, maybe learn a bit of useful information? You seem like the curious type. I'm checking for Quincy at his usual haunts, so if you'll show me to the clinic, I'll tell you a couple'a stories on the way.

Alright, then, well I'll first have you know that I'm the ringmaster for the finest carnival in town. Ain't much more I can tell you about that, you'll need to experience it for yourself! We don't much traverse small towns like this, of course, but I make sure to stop in once in a while to see my daughter, Silvie. If you haven't met her, you should! She's a peach, lives just up the hill, there.

Let's see... let me tell you first about this boy I've been looking for. You were just in the tavern, so I trust you've heard of him - Quincy's his name, and I hear he's a right good tuba player. Never would'a guessed it, from the way we found him: wanderin' along the street, mumblin' to himself, half out of his mind and probably drunk out of it, too. Nearly hit him with the truck. Figured we couldn't leave him out there by himself, so we took him along and tried to get him to talk.

Turns out he'd been on the run from a gang of usurers. Said a thing or two in his delirium about protection from some Henric fella he knew. Looks like even usurers ain't too fond of crossing mobsters. Now, I didn't want to take Quincy along, but the man had a child, and I may be old but I ain't heartless. The rest of the folks seemed to take a liking to him, as well. Turns out, he didn't want any part of our way of life - soon as we crossed over into Austria, he up and left. Here's the kicker: he left his daughter without so much as a word, just a note that said it was too dangerous t'take her with him, and he had to go 'fore he changed his mind.

I didn't care too much to pursue him. Heard he's got a bit of blood on his hands. Nothing I want to know more about, you know? I'll keep my secrets and he can keep his. Say, I didn't catch your name - oh, is that right? And working for Henric?

Well now, here we are at the clinic. Stop by the carnival, if you get a chance, and bring a few extra bucks! You might find yourself having one heck of a time. See you around, kid.

{Enter the clinic} {Head to the carnival} {Visit Silvie's house}
Owner: Molly. Adopted from Soph. Overlay by florence. Headshot by Efferd.

Profile by Molly with help from the lovely boogleloo.