It's funny how fast you can run when you're being chased by crystalline humanoids with katanas and miniguns. This was one of the many thoughts coursing through the Traveller's head as she bolted away from the sounds of gunshots and battle cries. Her overcoat flapped behind her in the wind, miraculously getting missed by the barrage of bullets. Thankfully, the people of the Diamond Empire in the world of Jewel were best known for their fascinating culture and not their military strength.
As the Traveller ran across the colorful, gem-filled landscape, her boots clicking and clacking across the emerald fields, she looked behind her, her gaze falling upon her assailants. They weren't that far behind her. They were close enough for her to see the shapes of their clear faces and the steel buttons on their blue armor. Behind them was a giant and beautiful kingdom, the walls made of diamonds and sapphires. When she turned her face forward, her eyes caught sight of a boulder of ruby about twenty feet away. She whipped out her revolver, a red arcane circle floating in front of the muzzle. When she pulled the trigger, a glowing red bullet flew out, hitting the boulder and blowing it to bits. She holstered her weapon and grabbed one of the bigger chunks of ruby out of the air. She curled her fingers around it, making a fist. She squeezed as hard as she could, and then opened her fist, seeing that the ruby was now formed into an old-fashioned key. She continued to run though, the key in one hand and her bag and...souvenir in the other. Finally, she thrusted the key forward, and twisted it. Suddenly, a large hole opened up in front of her. In it, she saw a large, red body of liquid. Without hesitation, she jumped in.
The Traveler landed on her feet. Luckily for her, the liquid, which the Traveller identified as blood, didn't go above her boots, which meant her leggings were safe for now. But the Traveller quickly noticed the lack of stability of whatever she was standing on, so she decided it'd be best to get a boat out. She shoved the key in her pocket and lifted the bag to her eye level, tucking her souvenir, a sheathed katana of some kind, into her belt.
"That was close, wasn't it?" she said to the bag in an accent that in most Earth Universes would be categorized as british.
"Anyway, I'm going to need you to open up to the garage, okay?" The Traveller than opened up the bag and peered inside.
"Hey Fred! she called.
"Could you fetch a rowboat for us? That'd be great!" A few beeps, boops, and bops, before the sounds of wheels signaled that the little robot inside had temporarily left. A few seconds later, the sounds returned. The Traveller looked back inside before turning the opening away from her. A couple more seconds past by, before a rowboat began to spill out of the opening. When it was all the way out, the Traveller turned the opening back towards her and smiled to the inside.
"Thanks Fred! Why don't you have some of that Naltinium chocolate you like, okay?" A few more beeps could be heard, before the Traveller closed up the back and hopped onto the boat.
She put the bag down in front of her before setting up the oars and beginning to row. After about a minute of rowing she stopped, and the boat continued to go forward at a slow speed. The Traveller then drew the sheathed sword from her belt. Slowly and dramatically, she pulled the hilt and the sheathe in opposite directions. After a few seconds of this, the sword came completely out of the sheathe, and the Traveller held it in her hands. It was beautiful. The translucent blade glistened in the moonlight.
"Well Bag, we got it. The sword that Akonamo Tenama, the god of the Crystalline People, used to create the world of Jewel. If the legends are to be believed, of course. Which I believe they are. It's said that this blade can cut through anything. It's a shame that the Crystalline People were only using it as part of some elaborate shrine. If they would've just given it to me when I asked, I wouldn't have had to steal it." She said, before sheathing it and strapping it onto her back. She then continued to row to shore until the dirt scrapped against the bottom of the boat, signaling her arrival to land. She was about to leave the boat when she saw a humanoid figure. She cautiously rested a hand on her revolver before calling out to it.
"Excuse me?"@MikkishtheLeprechaun
