Thorough examination

Tara walked in Clankwall, eyes wide in amazement of the lifelike graphics of the people.

“My God. This might be the best looking game I’ve ever played! I mean, you can see the pores of this orc!”

“What did you just call me, you brat?!” Spoke a middle aged woman, half a mind to deck Tara.

Tara grabbed the woman’s head, stroking her hands over her face. “My, you can even feel the wrinkles! This is incredible!”

“You little- no, you know what? No. You’re not worth it. You go walk around with your little tramp ass, see if I care.” She sneered before storming off.

Tara moved on, seeing a quaint little home with floating purple lamps near the entrance. “That’s probably the place. Let’s start my legend!” She spoke, before entering the house. Inside were two men, one was your average old wizard, with a long grey beard and a purple robe. Next to him was a handsome young male elf, in a white robe and some kind of holy symbol hanging from his neck.

“Lord, erm, Octavius Eli Oakley, was it? I need you to confirm something!”

“Er, that’s fine an’ all, but usually my costumers aren’t quite so… underdressed.” A middle aged man spoke in confusion, scratching the back of his head.

Unbeknownst to Tara, she had entered a garage and started a conversation with two very confused mechanics.

“I want you confirm if I am the Steam Knight!” Spoke Tara boastfully.

“Let me see,” spoke Octavius, stroking his beard. “I need to do a quick aura scan. I have to get close to your chest, my dear. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Sure, you can inspect my chest!” Said Tara proudly.

“Erm, okay?” The repairman, not sure what to think of this situation, leaned in closer. But an inch away from her chest, he tried to take in every minute detail.

“And? What do you see?” Spoke Tara, her excitement easily heard from her lips.

“Well, I see two, erm, modest breasts. Definitely a nice shade of pink, if I may say so.” The middle aged mechanic almost choked in his words. He wondered if he could get arrested for this.

“Modest?” Laughed the mechanic Tara’s age. “They are barely there! Surprised you didn’t need a magnifying glass to find them, old man!”

“Jake, I only need that to find your little prick.” Retorted the older mechanic.

“God, I get caught changing in here once, and I’ll never hear the end of it.” Moaned Jake.

“My word, you are the Steam Knight.” Lord Octavius spoke in shock. “Then you are destined to free us from Queen Lilith tyranny. Praise the gods. Whatever you need, you got it. Anything for our future liberator.”

“Then may I borrow your assistant? I need allies for my quest.” She looked to Orion, giving him a quick wink and a seductive smile (only the latter being noticed by Jake).

“You want to borrow Jake?” Spoke the mechanic, looking in confusion at his assistant.