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They set to work. Tora pulled out the folder Dwag gave him and shared what he found out. He had to stop when he revealed who Bolli was.
“Was your sister an asura?” FPS asked, confused.
Tora stopped a moment. “…My sister?”
“The necklace was your long dead sister’s wasn’t it?”
Oh fuck is that what I told him? “Uh…” He tried to think fast but blanked. “…Yes. Yes, she was. Found family, y’know?”
Tora rubbed his temples, trying to think. If this was the lie he was going with, it’d get complicated real fast if they talked to anyone who knew Bolli personally.
“I um… met them much later in life though,” he continued carefully. “Didn’t er… meet any of their old crew or anythin’.”
Was that enough cover? This lie was getting lazy and thin real fast. At this point he wasn’t sure what would be easier going forward: telling the truth or keeping up the lie. Lies were best for short term solutions and he wasn’t sure how short term FPS was going to be.
FPS bought it up though, or simply didn’t care to question it. He nodded sagely and let Tora share the rest of his findings with the list of crew members.
When he’d finished, he looked up to see that the eccentric fool he’d met the night prior had vanished, replaced by an eerily similar sylvari with the face of a wizened adventurer. Said adventurer studied Tora with a deep unsettling consideration—the kind that said they were suspicious of him. Who could blame him? Normal people don’t really have access to the kind of information Tora found, do they? And who would go this far for some trinket of a dead relative?
Cold sweat formed on the back of Tora’s neck as he began to realize his mistake.
Then he blinked and the stranger was gone.
The eccentric fool, as boisterous and chipper as before, returned. Tora frowned.
Had he imagined that? There wasn’t time to question it—it was FPS’s turn to share
his findings.
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