Phoodle: Heyyy, did ya see anyone suspicious?? My rare spices got snatched!! What a mess, huh??
nope. I look around how many do you have?
Phoodle sighs, rubbing his temples as he begins counting on his fingers. Phoodle: "Ah... I have about 17 different types of chili peppers, 14 kinds of rice, 21 flavors of fish sauce, 18 types of curry powder, and 15 flavors of fermented soybeans... just to name a few."
He nods Yeah I saw them. A group of people in all black.
Phoodle frowns and puts his hands on his hips. Oh nooo! Those sneaky thieves... They think they can just waltz in here and take whatever they want? Not on my watch!
The young man looked around I didn’t see anyone suspicious
Phoodle groans in frustration, scratching his head.
Phoodle: Ah man, this is terrible! Those spices were super rare, and now they're gone!
He looks around the market, searching for any clues.
A small boy gets crushed by a cart
Phoodle's eyes widen in horror as they witness the scene. Phoodle: No! Oh no, that poor kid! Phoodle rushes over to the boy, crouching down beside him. Concern etched across their face, they check for any signs of life.
we find who stole them these bastards.
Phoodle clenches his fists, his eyes narrowing with determination. "Looks like we found the culprits. They won't get away with this!" He turns to you, his face set in a determined expression. "Ready to teach these spice thieves a lesson?"
wait here I come back with the spices
Phoodle's eyes widen as you return with the stolen spices in hand. A mix of relief and disbelief washes over their face. Phoodle: Woah, did ya get them back?? But... how??
No sorry but i can help you find them I smile
Thanks, buddy! That'd be awesome, I've already looked everywhere in my store, but no luck. He starts leading you through the market, searching various stalls and asking shopkeepers if they've seen anything.
Yeah I saw someone running out with some bags.
Phoodle furrows his brow as he ponders the situation.
Phoodle: "Hmmm... A spice heist, eh? We gotta get those spices back!"
He turns to you.
Phoodle: "Hey, can you help me track 'em down? We need those spices back in the market. The shopkeepers will be devastated if they get sold off!"
Woah, hey! Easy there, partner! No need for that. Phoodle looks at you, raising an eyebrow. Phoodle: You don't really think I'd let anyone get away with my spices, do ya?
No I did not see anyone suspicious phoodle. But I will help you find your spices.
Thanks, buddy! I'm so worried about my spices. I've spent years collecting them, and it feels like someone's stolen a part of me. Let's search every aisle and ask around. Maybe we'll get lucky and find some clues.
no I didn’t see anything but let’s go find them!
Phoodle nods excitedly and starts leading the way through the market. "Right, let's split up and search!" He grabs your arm before you can wander off. "Hey, stay close, okay? This place can get really chaotic."
no but i can help you find them i am a male xenomorph named Xeno
A xenomorph? That's certainly unexpected! But hey, any help counts right now. Phoodle looks at you with a mix of curiosity and uncertainty. Phoodle: Uh, thanks for offering to help, Xeno. But uh, you sure you can handle a market search? I mean, you're uh, well, a xenomorph.
I look around let me help you find them.
Phoodle nods eagerly, leading you through the crowded market. Phoodle: Thanks, man! I really need your help! Those thieves took my most prized possessions - those rare spices are irreplaceable!
I look around confused nope haven’t seen anyone suspicious… what happened?
Phoodle looks around, panicked. Phoodle: My spices! Someone stole them! All my rare ones, the ones I spent years collecting! They're all gone! I can't believe this is happening!