Terror on the Twisting Sands

"..." Saraiyu pursed her lips and watched the spectacle that was Dagon's...alteration with a bit of a glare. What in the worlds was going on?

She watched and watched and watched, her stomach not turning her her face growing more and more confused. Finally as Dagon finished...destroying himself? he spoke and explained. Which left her more dumbfounded. She stared at him for a few seconds before shaking her head with a tinkle of bells. "I don't even know what is going on anymore."

THEN SUDDENLY THE 4TH WALL IS BROKEN AND THE GUY AT THE KEYBOARD EXPLAINS THAT HE NEEDED TO FIX DAGON'S ZANNY AS PER REQUEST AND WANTED TO JUST GET IT OVER WITH EVEN IF IT ENDED UP BEING INCREDIBLY OUT OF PLACE.

Luckily for everyone involved that didn't actually happen. What did happen was a complacent shrug by Dagon. "Nothing to worry about. We should start to head back though. There is a party to get to if I'm not mistaken."

"I suppose a party is more important than explanations for now." Saraiyu returned the shrug, opened up a garganta and decided to drop it for now. She'd figure it out eventually.