Tycondrius blinked several times.
The three quests... that was all he needed to do, in order to return to his birthplace and declare himself free of the Medusa Queen's command.
And... Dragan was telling him they... were already complete?
Literal years had passed since he last saw Athena and Tanamar!
"...We did what?" Tycon asked.
His voice was higher-pitched than he would have liked...
"The Ogre Faction was arguably the strongest in the Free Nation," Dragan explained, "that is-- until Sol Invictus launched our anti-ogre offensive. Your
"Go on," Tycon waved.
"We spent 3 moons in their territories," Dragan said... "We killed... a whole f*ckin' lot of the f*cks, Ogre Kings and Oni Mages, especially."
Tycon - “How long have you known?”
Dragan - “Since the first time you called me Dragan without so much as flinching.”
Tycon - “Oh, sod the f*ck off.”