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Sam calls after the disappearing Misty

"Wait up! Don't you get lost too!"

Sam runs quickly after the girl

Sam points the footprints out to Misty

"That could be Gracie's prints right there!" He says excitedly

Thrilled that he could be in the position of hero soon (at least in Misty's eyes) Sam looks hard for any signs of Gracie.

Perception; 1d20+5=12

Any other skills I could bring to the chase Kayos?

The two dogs continue onwards, the husky probably following a scent and the collie bounding excitedly and impatiently onwards, giving the occasional bark as if telling Sam to hurry up. Following the canines leads Sam and Misty to the exit of the village and the young woman takes a tight hold of the hunter's arm.

"Oh no.." She exhales "...what if she went to see dad and got lost in there?"

Sam looks at Misty, the sudden touch making him very nervous, yet thrilled.

"Uhmmm, errr ... if she's in the woods, I can find her. I live in the woods, it's my home ..umm ...don't worry."

Sam casts about for any signs of passage nearby.

Perception: 1d20+5=18

Sam observes the large husky's demeanor, trying to gauge what he's finding. He also keeps the little collie in view, she could be following something as well.

Perception: 1d20+5=11

Sam shifts awkwardly, wanting to give Misty a hug but deathly afraid of it being misconstrued.

"Don't worry, we'll find her. Then think of the fun you can have yelling at her for scaring the daylights out of everyone!"

Sam winces as this sentence comes out, sure that he has blundered.

Sam notes the collie's urge to go east. Acting on a hunch, he addresses Misty.

"Umm... Why don't we ..uh ..I mean you and me ..ummm ...head east to start and work our way around? The collie here looks as if she wants to go somewhere, perhaps she knows something we don't. If not, east is ...ummm ...as good as anywhere to start."

Looking down at the small dog, Sam addresses it.

"Hey girl, you have something to show us? Can you help us find Gracie?"

To Misty.

"Ummm ...you wouldn't have a hankerchief or something of Gracie's would you? Dogs are good at smelling out stuff ...umm ...I mean people ..umm."

Sam casts his eyes around the throng.

"Well, I'm sure we can find her, she's probably just swept up in all the excitement. "

Sam reaches down to scratch the larger dog behind the ears.

"You have any tracking skills fellah?"

Misty seems equally torn. "Well I..." She starts before looking around with a worried expression "Maybe we should look together first and if we don't find her maybe getting some more people to help so we can cover more ground. If that sounds about right" She decides in a quiet, anxious voice, her usually bright emerald eyes looking dull with the worry and concern.

Sam flushes with pleasure at the thought of walking with Misty, then sobers as he remembers the gravity of the situation. Now that he has something to concentrate on, he loses a bit of his self-conciousness and begins to scout about.

"Ok, let's try to think like Gracie for a moment. Where does she like to go? Would she be interested in the newcomers? Does she go outside the town to any particular spot?"

Some possibly handy skill rolls:

Perception: 1d20+5=10, Survival:1d20+5=18, K(Geography): 1d20+4=24

Sam hems and haws a bit more

"So .. should we split up and look .. ummm.. or do you want to stick together? I mean ... we can probably cover more ground apart ...umm ... but I don't want you to think I don't think we can do well together, AH ...I mean if we are apart and we find her how can we tell each other we found her? Ummm ..."

Sam realizes he is babbling and decides to shut up for the moment.

Sam flushes and stammers at Misty's request

"Oh! Sure, Misty .I .I ... I'm sure I can scout around. I'm pretty good at scouting things ... OH! Not that Gracie is a thing or anything ..I mean ...um ..."

Sam sputters to a stop and looks at Misty shyly.

"I'll ... ummm... get right to it then."

Sam starts as Misty addresses him.

"Umm.mm.uh...sure! What can I help you with?"

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Dancer sits and gnaws on the food as he closely watches the two dogs, an almost suspiscious look on his ferrety face. The collie chews carefully on the offered food, watching both Dancer and Sam closely, an intense, seemingly very intelligent look in her eyes. The husky however quickly wolfs down the jerky obviously very hungry.

Sam watches the two dogs in a friendly manner. He always feels a close affinity to animals, even the ones he must hunt.

"Where are your masters you two? Have you been naughty and run off? There is so much excitement about I am sure you two are having lots of fun."

Finding a bit of homemade venison jerky lurking in his pocket, Sam gives the leathery treat to the two dogs, making sure to break a small piece off for Dancer as well.

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Sam's time alone is shortlived however as a pair of dogs come bounding over enthusiastically. One is a small female collie, with dark fur and warm eyes and the other appears to be a male mongrel of mostly husky blood, giving him the look of a small wolf. Both sit at the woodsman's feet, tails wagging and their eyes expectant.

Making sure that his pet ferret Dancer gets a quick view and sniff of the strange dogs, Sam bends down to scratch behind their ears. He searches his pocket to see if there is a crumb of bread or cheese left over from breakfast to give them.

Sam blushes at the attention of the young female travellers. He gazes about, clearly overwhelmed by the sights and sounds of so much human activity. Fascinated despite his nervousness of the crowd, he stares at all the activity surrounding him.

Sam watches the procession with a bit of wonder mixed with apprehension. The celebrants look a lot like him I had pictured him as strongly Varisian but they are much more outgoing and excited. Sam retreats to a quiet corner of the crowd to observe all the goings on.

Hi Kayos, had a little time to craft the Ranger a bit, so this is the rough draft. Meet Sam Longshanks. If you see anything wrong, feel free to tell me. :)