Baeleth Dawnmist, Male High Elf Swashbuckler
“Well, I’ve said the pouch might contain some exotic component or such...though if it was that fragrant, I’m surprised we didn’t smell anything at the spice merchant’s house.”
Baeleth crouches down next to the badger, and gives him a scratch after he loses the scent. “Oh well, it was a longshot anyway Kinjon, especially after the rain.”
“I guess it’s time to see whether the locals saw anything then,” Baeleth remarks, looking towards Valerie.