Ingrid
Ingrid was still in town. She had been planning on leaving that night, and was actually on her way back to the portal when she spotted Jigano entering a house that Ingrid (wrongly) assumed was his own. Since she'd had time to mull everything over, Ingrid realized she had a few more things she wanted to ask the tall mega-nerd, so she trotted up to the door, hoping to catch him on his way in.
"I'm sorry, but I forgot to ask..."
Of course, all she ended up catching were a few tidbits of conversation. So, this was definitely not his house, and everyone was gathered here with an oddly specific task to complete.
Welp, I guess this might as well fucking happen, she thought to herself. She waved awkwardly to the Provost, and then she turned to Adam.
"So we're getting you laid? Alright. I can decorate."
"I'm sorry, but I forgot to ask..."
Of course, all she ended up catching were a few tidbits of conversation. So, this was definitely not his house, and everyone was gathered here with an oddly specific task to complete.
Welp, I guess this might as well fucking happen, she thought to herself. She waved awkwardly to the Provost, and then she turned to Adam.
"So we're getting you laid? Alright. I can decorate."
