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~I will be awaiting you east of man-shik's home. you know that one sunken area.~ my hands tremble as I hold the deciphered note. It had only been hours since the poachers came to raid our home, I needed to clear my head and found this note tacked to a nearby tree, full of determination and grit I grab some things from my cubby in the Rangers circle and make my way out. As I near the sunken tree a figure can be seen moving in the darkness, the shape crouches down in a bush overlooking the entrance. I creep up ever slowly behind the man and ready myself for a fight, the man suddenly turned and I was face to face with the orange beard around "Snacther?" I had managed to squeak out as he forced his had over my mouth. "Nay, I think I found something" he points towards the sunken tree, dim light trickles through the canopy of the trees. As we enter the grove with our guards on high a small encampment is setup next to the nearby river. Campfire still crackling and popping Snacther and I rummage through the poachers belongings. "Another note" he holds up for me to take "wonder where this one will take us?" he adds. Another cipher is scrawled on the paper, I quickly decipher this message as well using the same key as the last. ~We strike out from behind the Pepper Tavern tomorrow~ standing from a crouch I show Snacther the message, he nods and we begin breaking down their camp. "Buya then" he says as we exit the grove. As we arrive at the tavern I motion for Snacther to follow me down an alley, throwing an outfit at Snacther "put these on" I say grunting into my own costume. "Nay...seriously?" with annoyance in his voice, "Have a better idea?" I ask stone faced. "remember speak like a commoner from the city" "ok got it" he responds fidgeting with his garb. We select a table in a dimly lit corner, acrid pipe smoke fills the air. A patron is seated here and there minding their ales. A stout woman in the later stages of her life waddles over "Can I get'cha?" she asks, "N'ale fer him, N'a wine fer me" I say gruffly mimicking her speach patterns. "Sam Toebacca for me! Please!" Snacther says as I shoot him a glance, the woman turned and he gives me a shrug. Not finding any clues in the tavern we exit and continue our search of the nearby surroundings. A petite woman steps from behind the Inn, dressed in blue with an expression on her face that sent chills down my spine. "Beware! BEWARE!!!" she shouts loudly, I grab Snacthers hand and move in closer, eyes wide she says that her name is sally and that she isn't crazy. Sancther shoots me a look as we try and probe for more details. "Someone is trying to take over the world! them damn RANGERS!" she says wildly, "No..no. Sally, the Rangers defend the balance of nature, they do no harm to others" her brows lower slightly "Yes Sally, we...uh...THE Rangers protect the wilderness!" Snacther chimes in wincing from the elbow I just gave him. Sally's stance was firm but wavering that the Rangers were evil, it took Snacther and I a strategic plan and several explanations but we eventually won her over. "Please stop sending poachers and marauders to harm the Rangers and their home, who gave you your knowledge of the Rangers anyway?" without saying a word she threw a map at our feet and dashed away.... | |