[ enderman vwoop.sfx ]

"Lost, little one?"

It wasn't hard to spot new arrivals in the Narrows. It had become safer for monsters and mutants to walk about without disguises, but the new ones always seemed so.. skittish.

Rokshana offered a hand to the stranger, talons outstrethed and smiling. There's an odd sort of warmth that came off that grin- knowing, perhaps even maternal. And yet her claws, her teeth..

Her pointed ears twitched.

[ However, the enderman was not quite sure if that's true. He's never seen nor heard of what a vampire is. As far as he's aware, he's just looking at a human with oddities, in which case, he's not got room to talk. ]

[ Look at him, he's a 7 foot tall, dark alien looking thing with glowing green eyes. He's got no room to talk of oddities. ]

Um. [ He stuttered a bit, looked around, and then back to her. Avoiding eye contact. ] Perhaps you can, I seem to have.. made myself severely lost.

P̷o̶t̸i̶o̵n̷s̶ ̷h̸u̷r̶t̵ ̸y̵o̵u̸?̴

Understandably people gravitated towards healing items, across most worlds - although there was one where a customer was more interested in purchasing a jar of Eyes. He hadn't been able to convince anyone else to buy some Colours, or paper-wrapped parcels of flesh. Yet.

̴Y̸o̴u̵ ̶s̴h̶o̵u̷l̵d̸ ̸b̵e̴ ̸f̴i̸n̵e̸ ̷w̷i̵t̸h̵ ̶m̵y̵ ̷T̴i̸c̸k̵e̵t̴s̸,̴ ̵a̸h̷a̴.̸ ̷W̷h̶i̷l̴e̸ ̴y̴o̷u̷'̶r̴e̸ ̵a̸t̷ ̶i̴t̵,̵ ̵m̵i̵g̷h̷t̷ ̷y̴o̷u̸ ̸b̴e̸ ̴i̵n̵t̶e̷r̷e̷s̵t̶e̴d̸ ̸i̶n̴ ̴s̶o̴m̷e̷ ̶d̵e̷f̴e̶n̸s̷i̴v̶e̵ ̷e̶q̶u̴i̸p̸m̶e̷n̶t̶ ̸a̶s̸ ̴w̵e̷l̷l̶?̴

He waved a hand, a lazy wave indicating the wilderness.

[ He laughs a bit sheepishly, looking to the side. Blossom has certainly not.. gotten much conversation besides with villagers. Even then, those were more simple. Just look at their wares, trade, and leave. He's still getting used to being social. ]

[ The enderman perked up at the idea of defense equipment and takes out his golden axe to look at it. His weapon, while it does have mending, could be a lot better. ]

It was a bit of a relief that Blossom didn't seem concerned by what he actually said, however, and therefore he could just barrel on.

Healing items you say? Is it anything similar to health potions? .. They tend to hurt a bit.

[ Of course, Blossom doesn't even require water like most beings on the Overworld. The End had absolutely no water, why would he need to drink the stuff? ]

He dimly remembered something about Endermen. Well, if that wasn't convenient - but it didn't inform him much other than "mods" or "skins". How long was it, since he had visited this blocky landscape? [1]

I̶t̸ ̸s̴e̴e̵m̶s̶ ̷t̴h̵a̶t̸ ̵t̶h̴e̶ ̴c̴o̸d̵i̵n̵g̵ ̷h̶e̴r̵e̵ ̴t̷r̷i̵e̴d̴ ̸t̴o̸ ̸a̴c̷c̷o̶m̶m̴o̶d̶a̷t̶e̵ ̷m̶e̵ ̶a̴ ̴b̷i̴t̵ ̴t̶o̵o̶ ̴m̷u̷c̷h̵,̸ ̶t̴h̵e̷n̵,̷ he said, taking a chance on the degree of foreknowledge of this inhabitant. ̸I̶ ̴A̶M̴ ̷a̵ ̶m̴e̸r̸c̴h̸a̸n̴t̸.̴ ̷V̵i̵s̷i̵t̴i̴n̸g̷ ̶f̷r̸o̷m̶ ̴o̵u̸t̶s̶i̷d̸e̶.̶ ̶ ̷A̶n̷d̴ ̴y̴o̶u̵ ̵a̷r̸e̴?̸ ̸

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[ Zacharie's wording was.. curious to Blossom. Coding, visiting from outside, it sounded like... nono, it couldn't be. This masked man doesn't match the description for what he's looking for. Perhaps he was getting things mixed up. He hasn't even set up the Nether Portal to gather materials yet, so it'd be too soon for that. ]

I see! So you are a merchant then. What kind of wares do you sell? I have a couple emeralds to spare.

[ He blink for a moment, and then perks up. ] Oh, forgive me, I haven't even introduced myself yet, haha.

In these three short sentences Zacharie got straight to the point. He was getting quite antsy - yet again another wilderness, though exceptionally blocky this time, which wasn't anything too terrible.

It wasn't like Minecraft was home to anything horrific. Certainly not a mindscraping Secretary.

But he never remembered the llamas, and one of them seem to have latched on onto him, so he found himself being pursued in the direction of a cabin. Dear gods. Civilisation - even though it wasn't exactly human civilisation.

I̴t̸'̸s̷ ̴b̷e̴e̷n̴ ̵f̷o̷l̶l̷o̵w̸i̴n̷g̵ ̴m̵e̷ ̸a̸l̵l̶ ̵t̴h̴i̷s̶ ̸t̵i̷m̷e̷.̴ ̵I̸ ̴d̵o̴n̵'̵t̷ ̵w̴a̴n̶t̷ ̶t̴o̵ ̵s̴a̸y̴ ̵t̷h̸i̷s̵,̵ ̸b̵u̸t̷ ̷I̵ ̴n̷e̷e̸d̶ ̶h̶e̵l̸p̶.̶[1]

==== [1] In another verse, Zacharie would be saying these exact words to a trusted confidant about his chronic depression.[a] Unfortunately this is not that verse where Zacharie is a mildly sociopathic hospital orderly. This particular Zacharie would have played Minecraft and vandalise the landscape with animal sculptures.

Oh! That's not yours? Gimmie just one moment.

[ He goes back inside the cabin, and after a minute, he peeks outside with a lead in hand. In a blink, Blossom was suddenly right next to the masked man with a teleport sound as he puts the lead onto the llama. ]

I'm surprised it followed you this far, you'd usually need a lead or wheat. [ He gently pulls the creature towards his cabin, tying up the rope onto the fence near the farm. ] That, or you're just a Wandering Trader.