[Scene I] - The Gates Of Castle Masondain
"Ha! I see you!" The oldster continued to shuffle after the dog, spotting his furry companion ducking and dodging between the legs of foot traffic, ever closer to the Gates.
The dog, expressing extreme patience, stopped and rested frequently, dropping the heavy flail, biting at a flea perhaps, but stopping as soon as it heard Regdoc coming, picking up the weapon once more and continuing on its way.
As Regdoc neared the place where a motley group were discussing something with a man wielding a quill, some very large insect flew past his head! The Seeker would have bashed at it, but alas he had no weapon! "Bah! Mosquitos in this place are intolerable! Bring back my flail you mangy bone licker!"
Finally, the dog stopped near the Gates, dropping the flail on the ground, and giving Brother Brodd what was the equivalent of a canine shrug and a wink.
"There you are! I, Regdoc the Seeker, will strangle that shaggy beast!"
It took a few more moments for the oldster to shuffle up and snatch his flail. In the meantime, the man with the quill was already scratching something down. Having no idea he'd inadvertently signed himself up for a quest, he stooped, trying to catch his breath.
"Aha! Look Chomper! There's that mosquito I almost squashed if not for you!" The old cleric pointed at the pixie.