The next mourning, after you have eaten breakfast, you notice a commotion from outside where Several well dressed young men and their servants wait with horses. as you watch, Aldern Foxglove emerges from the stables, leading his horse while his dog trots happily at his heels.
"Nasty beasts. Much better as food than something to sit on." Thikka eyes the horses with distaste and distrust, which seems to be mutual. "I'll follow along on foot, to heal anyone who get's bit by the foul beasts."
Darror nods. "As long as it doesn't buck me, it's not food...but horse steak is good." The gnoll smiles at the ratfolk.
"I'll stick to staying on foot. Easier to track our quarry and to ensure Misha doesnt get into any trouble."
"Wellcome Lady Naele, I'm glad that you and your friends could make it" he smiles happily and says, "My friends, this is Lady Naele, and her friends, the Heroes of Sandpoint" he laughs, "where are my manners, Naele, these are my friends; Javeth Valdamar," he indicates a burly, brown haired young man with what looks like an attepted beard on his chin. "Corin and Varyn Scranetti" he nods to the two blond men to his left one of whom is trying to subtly check his appearance in a small mirror, and of course, the talented Alex Deverin.he gestures to short red headed young man at the front of the group, who upon closer inspection, you realize is actually a young woman; who says 'is this who we were waiting for, Aldern; or are we waiting for a representative from the kaijitsus as well/"
Corin Scarnetti laughs "that old man wouldn't hunt if his life depended on it, and Ameiko would never spend so long away from her precious inn, although I'd wager he asked her.
aldern straightens himself as the others laugh trying to regain his dignity, he says "Ameiko Kaijitsu declined my invitation to join us, it is true, but i'm sure we are all capable enough to do without her, and she has agreed to prepare a feast with the spoils of our hunt; now if everyone is ready, it is time to be on our way."
Thikka snorts, and begins walking along the road toward the indicated direction they want to hunt in.
Darror hops up on the provided horse, grinning from ear to ear at the prospect of hunting and getting a feast out of it.
As you ride out of town you overhear Javeth Valdamar saying to Aldern Foxglove "your woman and her pets had better not ruin my hunt; amateurs have no business out here" Alex Deverin laghs, "I wouldn't worry" she says "you don't need anyone else's help to fail." as he sputters in outrage, Corin Scranetti looks up from his mirror and chimes in "Well she must have some talent, judging by her lack of personal style, why else would Aldern invite her."
"Enough!" a frustrated aldern exclaims, the lady Naele is my guest, and you will treat her with respect, and she will show us all, het skills."[/b]
"I thought we were here to hunt not jabber
Naele takes a knee and looks for tracks.
"I thought we were here to hunt not jabber
Naele takes a knee and looks for tracks.
"Ho, we should have a fine hunt. I hear that animals are attracted to the sound of men arguing and trying to prove who has the bigger reproductive organ. I'm sure we'll be inundated with bucks with huge antler spreads eager to prove their's is bigger than the hunters... What a terrific strategy to attract them in..." The ratfolk says with a snort.
/me laughed at Thikka's comments. "Too true, too true. But most predators do go after the smallest prey in the herd." he winked down at the ratfolk.
Thikka snorts. "Well, it's a brave man that admits he's the smallest of the herd. But I'm not really interested in your size, you're not my type..."
(A typo in this instance it's normally a code that italicizes things. Have no idea why I did it.)
After a few hours of riding, you reach the forest of Tickwood. during the ride the nobles mostly talk among themselves, while Aldern flirts with Naele, and Corin Scarnetti flirts with everyone. As you reach the edge of the woods, Aldern signals everyone to stop.
"Now remember, this is not a competition; we have to stay together if we want to be successful." as everyone dismounts to look for tracks, you all manage to overhear Varyn mutter "but we all know the one who actually brings down the beast is the true winner"