A Dogs Tale..... Tail? Woof!
"Get back here! Stop that thieving dog!." Scrounger picked up his pace to a fast trot when the meat vendor noticed his missing large rib that he has placed to the side for only a moment while dealing with a potential customer. With a silent laugh only recognizable by those very attentive to the ways of animals Scrounger picked up as pace as the two guards took up pursuit. Past the group sitting at the outside of the Elf Song tavern he trotted. tail held high, the sides of his cheeks blowing out moisture to cool thick coated body while still maintaining a solid bite hold on the fully cooked meat bone. He ducked into an alley and took cover under a wagon just as the guards reached the group. He settled in as the the two leggers stopped and started that wabble wabble noises.
Scrounger hides under a wagon
The watchmen come to a stop, wiping sweat from their brows. "By Any chance did you see a large dog come back this way?" calling over to the group at the table. Scrounger watched the exchange. His ears perked up when Uriel spoke. "Mmm. I find myself in..." He glances aside "I did not. Though I have seen guardsmen running about." Then Luke spoke and scroungers head tilted to the side hearing musical notes even as he spoke. "Sorry lad, I didn't see a thing." His eyes then went to the woman who was named Wren spoke in a very soothing tone by all re conning to Scroungers ears. "Ah... large dog?" Luke, "Probably too much to hope it's Arkaine." Uriel, "Entirely too much. The gods are just, but not generous."
Wren Di'Corvi, "We've not seen a dog, but..." Scounger blinked as She suddenly clapped a hand over her mouth. The taller guard spoke then, smelling nervous as he recognized the heros and land owners. "A Sheppard, Its been stealing food from the vendors on the streets.........." Wren, "Gentlemen. Manners." She finally manages. "Now... Ah. Can I ask what you intend to do with said dog, when you find it?" Uriel peered back at the guards." "The only one I have seen should be quite far from here." The Watchman spoke deferentially to the lady the group called Wren, "Well if you see a Shepard with a large dot shaped patch of fur on it forehead tell the watchmen. We do not think its rabid or sick, but better to be safe over sorry ehh? Scroungers ears perked up again when the wild smelling one called Uriel spoke again, "Mmm. If you do, and you manage to catch it, unharmed, I may be interested in fostering it. There would be a reward in it, for you, both." Luke, "Aye if it doesn't try to eat me i'll certainly seek you out."
Scroungers belly rumbled then and drool dripped from his lips as the overpowering smell of the freshly cooked meat pulled his attention from the wobble wobble barking of the two leggers. He whimpered but made no move to eat the price mere inches from his nose. Mental thoughts welled in his head of the starving man covered in his own urine desperate and in dire need of the food before him. He glanced up then and took note that the guards had left and it was time to move again. So Scrounger picked up the meat bone and scurried out from underneath the wagon, taking a moment to shake the dust off then began to travel toward he cool under-city full of interesting smells.
Ckal literally startled Scrounger when the man boy with virtually no smell appeared amost on top of him. "Hey pooch. You lost?" The wild smelling man's smell then drifted to his nostrils. "Has the spot." Uriel approached Scrounger slowly, lowering himself down to meet eye to eye with him. Low growls, grunts and barks then came from him which surprising to Scrounger he understood. "Hungry", Scrounger said then picked up the meat bone and hurried off to the sewer entrance.
The sewers
Maybe they will help the injured one? Should I bite them to warn them off? These thoughts waged war with one another as the loud spashing wabble wabble ers seemed intent of joining his pack. "No bite. you follow. " Scrounger finally decided.
The group, consisting to the four from the surface would have witnessed the dog barking and hopping from side to side then taking up the meat bone to dissapear into the damp corridor.
The man
He awoke to the distant sound of a dog barking and gasps in pain as he shifted to a sitting position. "He brings me food again." He speaks to himself and half hopes it true just like the other times. "I don't know why he helps me. He will starve if he doesn't stop feeding me and neglects his own needs." He peered into the darkness listening and dozing off again as the Dampness, Cold, and injuries, as well as the pure exhaustion overtakes him. He wakes up to the licking on his face and blinks in confusion. At his feet is a ribb bone but even more surprising is the light. He looks up to seek four people somewhat behind the large Sheppard.
"Who goes there?" Wren looked on, creased her brows, then She sheathed her weapons. Uriel Valenal: [Talk] "Luke, Uriel, and our wench." He said, casually. The injured man blinked and then states, "Nay Bandits? "I am Luke Darius of Darius Company and nay, we are not bandits." Scrounger panted and sat on his hunches. Uriel, "Those two aren't. I'm occasionally a bandit. Though not presently." Wren " we was Just trying to find the dog before the city watch did." man with a broken leg, "Lord Save me. I have been don in this sewer for three days..... Bandits was kept at bay by this large dog that seemed to take to me." Luke, "Seems the dog tricked us into following it to you. Scrounger Woofed.
[01:13] [Fury] Wren, "fumbled into her pouch, drawing out a scroll or two. "Your leg. Considering the size and angle of it, it's... likely giving you some pain, yes?" Uriel "Mmm. Shall I take care of that for you, wench, dear?" He says, softly. Luke occupied the injured man while Uriel worked on his injuries, "What happened to you that you are down here friend?
Uriel was able to tell the leg was very swollen. indications tell the bone had split length ways causing massive bruising. He seemed to feel for the exact nature and placement of the fracture, fingertips probing at the underlying bone structure. It took two regenerative prayers to heal his leg.
"Bless you all" *the Injured mans voice sounded hoarse but his skin tone quickly turns to a healthily look. "Gods I thought I would die down here." tears of gratefulness drift down his cheek......................
Wabble wabble............Scrounger shook his head with the shake traveling down the length of his body until it finally ended at the tip of his tail. "They are worse than squirrels." He mentally thinks as he drifted silently out of the presence of the humans with the meat bone as his prize and feeling strangely very good about himself. A memory drifts into his head from the past to linger for a moment.
Prologue: Several days later. outside of the city............ "He is near. the wild one." Scrounger wags his tail and follows his nose towards the direction of the friendly scent.
[Shorn_of_ages] Uriel Valenal 1500 xp
[Fury] Wren Di'Corvi 1500 xp
[OrangeOrange] Luke Darius 1500 gold
[Dagesh] Ckal 1500 xp
