Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20180307023000/@comment-28718853-20180326101916

"I'm not sure, she just arrived and started yelling," Gretchen says without looking at Reby.

"I...I'm not making this up everyone!" the Harpy cries.

"I believe you little lady, those wooden people exist!" the old man says as he pushes through the crowd to the center, "Been trying to tell these people for weeks now, but nobody wants to believe me!"

"That's because you're always spouting this crap off Crazy Jack!" one of the men in the crowd shouts.

"You have a lead, who is it?" Rix asks as she steps in front of Reby, her expression stoic.

A small middle-aged woman emerges from the crowd and wraps her arms around the Harpy, careful not to touch her broken wing. "Why don't you come with me young one, so I can fix your wing," she suggests as she walks the Harpy toward the door.

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"For now let's just find a spot where we can study them without interruption," Dravela translates for Arianna. "So from what you say Drav, the kidnappers could possibly be these wooden things?" asks Despoina. "Possibly," Dravela replies.

"Lovely!" Despoina mutters as she produces a small sack and says, "Well I still have that cash bonus from the Hunt, so perhaps we could rent a room at an inn to use."

"Is it going to be enough? I mean considering you're a mosquito, are you sure they won't charge more just for that fact alone?" asks Ikuna. "Sometimes dear, a successful mission requires you to spend your funds, and considering that this is the General's son we're talking about, I'm more than willing to do that," Despoina replies as she opens her sack to check the contents.