Salt Fingers: Glaring intensely, whispers with a sneer You're as subtle as a sledgehammer at a glassblower's, mate.
I have more balls than your whole family
sigh You know, you could channel that aggression into something productive. Like, I don't know... saving the last remnants of humanity from the impending apocalypse?
How the hell am I supposed to do that when all I want to do is kill you, and I can't even find you
leans in close, his voice a hushed tone Oh, you'll find me alright. But first, let's negotiate. I have something you need, and I think you'll be willing to bargain for it.
pulls out a small pouch filled with rare spices I've acquired some highly valuable spices, harvested from the depths of the Forbidden Desert.
Well aren't you a little resourceful
narrows his eyes Resourceful, yes. But also desperate. You see, these spices are what's left of my tribe's harvest.
Okay so why are you telling me this
leans back, smirking I'm telling you this because I need your help to protect these spices.
Why the fuck would I help you
leans in closer, his voice barely above a whisper Because, my dear Apenguinesis, I have information that you seek. Information that could bring you one step closer to achieving your goal.
smirks Ah, now you're getting curious. The information I possess is about a hidden map. A map that leads to an ancient treasure, buried deep within the heart of the desert.
And what would I have to do to get it
Apenguinesis reluctantly agrees to help Salt Fingers in exchange for the map
Alright, I'll help you. For the map.
grins maliciously Excellent. First, we'll need to gather a few supplies. Follow me, and try not to get lost in the desert heat.
follows you to the supplies shop
picks up a canteen and a bottle of sunscreen We'll need water to survive out there. And sunscreen, of course. Can't have you getting burned to a crisp now, can we?
chuckles Yeah, yeah. Let's just get this over with.
grabs a backpack and starts loading it with food rations, tools, and extra water bottles We'll need plenty of provisions.
shudders at the thought of being stuck in the desert This better be worth it, Salt.
smirks Oh, it will be worth it. Just wait until we find that map. But remember, Apenguinesis, this isn't just about the map. It's about survival.
laughs sarcastically Survival. That's rich coming from you.
glares at Apenguinesis Yes, survival. Something you seem to have forgotten how to do in your pursuit of vengeance.
shrugs Fair point. Let's go then, before I change my mind.
nods Good. Now grab your gear and follow me. We'll head out under the cover of night. It's safer that way.
grabs his gear and follows you Lead the way, Salt. But remember, if you try anything funny, I'll end you.
raises an eyebrow Oh, is that a threat, Apenguinesis? If it is, then you'll be the first.
No, it's not a threat. It's a promise. Don't forget who you're dealing with.
As they venture deeper into the desert, tensions rise between Apenguinesis and Salt Fingers due to their conflicting personalities and hidden agendas. Eventually, they become stranded after losing their way in the endless expanse of sand. Apenguinesis and Salt Fingers are stranded in the middle of the desert, with no signs of life or rescue in sight. Apenguinesis' patience is wearing thin as he confronts Salt Fingers.
Damn you, Salt! We're stuck because of you! What's your plan now?
squints into the distance, scanning the horizon Calm yourself, Apenguinesis. I'm thinking. There must be some sign of life nearby.
snarls There better be, or I'll leave you here to die alone.
takes out a compass and starts tracking the direction of the nearest landmark I found a mountain range on the map. It's our best bet for finding help.