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[heroetic]

[Ramza hasn't exactly had the easiest time settling into Mayfield! I guess that is what happens when you come from the fantasy dark ages. He's spent these past few weeks on a determined drive to find any exit from Mayfield, even going so far as to follow the town border in a futile attempt at finding any manner of chink in Mayfield's proverbial

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[thief_of_truth]

[WAY TOO LOUD OVER THE PHONE]

Stop! Don't drink the milk!

[heroetic]

[OW MY EARS] Wh-What!? Why not!?

[thief_of_truth]

Because it's poisoned! Or full of razorblades! Or something! I know it sounds weird, but trust me! The milkman in this town is evil!

[heroetic]

Poison? But... why? They would bring us here just to kill us?

[sisterofheresy]

[Alma's heard "don't drink the milk" repeatedly, from multiple people, and... assumed that Ramza had heard the same. Apparently not! So, STOMPING OVER AND TAKING THAT MILK BOTTLE AWAY YOUNG MAN.]

Ramza! What are you doing?

[heroetic]

[BEWILDERED] I was... about to take a drink? Alma, whatever is the matter?

[sisterofheresy]

Has no one told you? "Don't drink the milk." I cannot fathom why, but it is a risk I'd rather you didn't take!

[heroetic]

Something is wrong with the milk? [n... nooooo mayfield why] For what reason would someone want to poison me?