Re: (IC) The Quest Begins!
Jemimwitt frowned. He was angry, but they couldn't understand. They thought of Muffins as just an oversized dog, trained in someone's spaer time.
"He's a fey curr, not a "dog." They are far smarter, and they are trained relentlessly from weaning, nearly six hours a day. And my bond with muffins is greater than most.
This would be the first time he's tried to wander off 'to take a leak as dogs do' since he was three months old."
He pulled out a dog signal whistle and gave it a loud call. It hardly made any audible noise at all, but a dog would hear it for quite a distance.
"If this doesn't bring him, something is extremely wrong."
He considered. No one had seen Muffins leave the camp the second time, but he was gone. HAD that actually occurred though? He looked at the prints right next to him as he waited for a response to the whistle, and brought up a torch.
Assuming Muffins did not return promptly, he took a look around. Something wasn't right, but his mind was racing.
"Halie, could you please look at the tracks? Muffins are easy to identify comapred to the others. There should be tracks going out, back, and then out again."
Jemimwitt wasn't the worst at tracking, but he assumed she was better than him, particularly right now.
21:16, Today: Jemimwitt Haethy rolled 7 using 1d20+4 ((3)).
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