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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Azgulor" data-source="post: 3693945" data-attributes="member: 14291">"I'll say this for you, you're one ugly bastard,"Cyryn says to the corpse as he pats down the body in search of belt pouch or purse concealed in hobgoblin's clothing.Moving to pat down the hobgoblins lower legs in search of a hidden blade or loose coin or two stuffed into his shoe, he glances over to his companions huddled around the injured fox.  Shaking his head in bewilderment, he mutters "You'd think they found a babe in the woods.  Last night they'd have named him Dinner."Finding no coin on the hobgoblin, Cyryn drops the foot he's holding in disgust.  Shouldering the hobgoblin's bow and arrows, Cyryn peers in the direction the goblinoid tried to flee.Turning to his companions as Jebbo approaches, Cyryn says "If you ladies are done petting your new friend, does anyone know how to track?  He might have been heading in that direction for a reason.  Like to find some friends maybe.  Or a camp where he's stashed his ill gotten gains.  Who knows, maybe he's got a whole litter of kittens tucked away for his next trap.  We could free them and then train them to attack crows for us."</blockquote>