Trip to Slant Rock Isle [Past]

[Darby]

Darby was conflicted. On one hand, he was young, easily distracted, not-too-recently-poor, and had nowhere to go. Of course he'd jump on an opportunity to find a hidden treasure that only murderous scumbags lay claim to, then murder those scumbags and lay claim to it. On the other hand, the future was calling for Darby to pass through the fairy world and wake up an undetermined time later with a magic hangover. Ehhh, the future can wait.

"Yeah, I'm in. I'll come help you stab some pirates or whatnot for no guarantee of pay. We'll need a satchel. Maybe some large hiking backpacks. Or a wheelbarrow. You know, for the treasure."