Post by Fennec on Feb 7, 2020 16:02:05 GMT -5
-- CHAPTER II // Deep End
It was around 10 am in the morning as Pacha walked through one of the villages in Gecko island. A mink was an odd site people didn't really know how to react to a literal talking Jaguar walking upright especially these folks who lived in the East Blue in small villages isolated. They knew very little about the world, unlike sailors who usually got to see more than most.
However, the odd looks and general distrust the citizens had toward Pacha didn't phase him. Despite people in the grand line being more accustomed to oddities many where still distrusting especially of odd-looking creatures like himself. That was how the world was supposed... according to the elders of his people.
No matter! It was no use thinking about that now! He had that magical feather to find and according to his people's legends, the Quetzalcoatl lived in the East! Perhaps he could find such a creature in the East Blue... it made sense too since the East was the land of air... the land of winds and sky. Or so he had heard long ago! It was, in essence, a pilgrimage to make amends with his people. Something he hoped to do despite how impossible such a quest seemed.
A feather belonging to the great air spirit they worshipped and guided themselves by. Pacha's stomach began to growl a bit... he was hungry. He turned about on the empty road finding a local tavern. Perfect! He had some cash too and that... was a language everyone understood! No matter how you looked or how weird or scary you were! If you had money service would never be denied. Pacha ran for the place and immediately.
"Oi!!! Miss Waitress!"
Pacha yelled something that may seem rude but from the things he'd heard was a common custom around these parts. The waitress came over at first she was very friendly but after seeing Pacha's visage she was mildly unsettled.
"Uhh... hi sir... what can I get you?"
She asked Pacha shyly.
"Hmm, I'll have uh some eggs... perhaps an omelet and a coffee!"
Pacha said he was a bit excited his mouth salivating just thinking about the loaded omelet he was about to have. The waitress wrote it down.
"Alright, I'll be right back! I'll get you food."
She left, leaving Pacha behind to await his meal. Meanwhile he waited he pulled a deck of tarot cards from inner pocket and began to divine for himself. It held no true power... there was no magic! But for Pacha it was very real and the way he would sell it to others made it seem like such.