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Ro jabs a finger in the direction of the posted city guards as Zyr hurries to catch up behind her.
Ro
Hey, you!
ROUNDEAR!
What's up?!
The younger of the two guards clutches his pike across his body, already on the defensive as Ro gets his face.
Guard
Excuse me?
Ro
We just waded through days--
DAYS!
--of your disgusting wasteland to get here!
Ro has a hand on her knife, threatening to unsheathe it. Zyr, desperate to defuse the situation, clasps her shoulder.
Ro
You want this moonstone or not?
Zyr
Whoa, whoa!
Ro, come on. This guy's just following orders.
Kinda like you're... y'know, not?
Though the tensions between Erj’s various peoples often run high, there are presently no major conflicts and, beyond a few isolated incidents, a tenuous peace has persisted for generations. For the most part, it is understood by those in power to seek to maintain this balance—the heat, ash, and scarce resources make life in Erj difficult enough as is.
