CanadienneBacon
Explorer
Jinx, who had been in the middle of taking a hearty swallow of the Lord's excellent vintage, barely resists spitting out the wine mid-swig. Forcing himself instead to swallow the quaff and coughing into a fist several times quite hard, Jinx raises an index finger into the air. "Pardon me, good Captain, but being the old gnome that I am, I'm terribly sorry but I thought I heard you say you were chasing a group of bandits to the north and you lost them in the marshes. Terribly sorry, but naturally when you're as old as I am, it's quite understandable that one's ears give out. Probably what you actually said was, 'but we were facing a group of pandas to the north of here.' Most interesting. I have no idea what a panda is; is that some species native to this region? And they prefer a good swamp, do they? I say! Panda hunting!" Jinx, unable to stop himself from rambling, looks around at the group with wild eyes full of panic. "Just the ticket! Who else is up for panda hunting in the morning?!" Great Gadfly, he's been chasing after that group of bandits what as ran from the tower back to the cottage! Jinx sputters a second more then slumps in his seat.