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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Axel" data-source="post: 5515303" data-attributes="member: 93196">"Will do boss.  Once you've got the answers, do tell.  I like a good story." I've seen bloodier changes of ownership. All told that was quite painless Alden thinks. "Well, the first thing you need to know errr....boss? is that you get used to the smell.  If you take a seat under the tree I'll get us some privacy to discuss what in the name of all that is unholy is going on.  I don't know if any of these dogs can speak Common."  With that, Alden turns around and walks towards the lounging Gnolls, waving his arms in the air. "Go away you stinking bastards.  Get lost!  Scram!" Watching the creatures scurry away from the tree with satisfaction, Alden flops down on the patchy grass beneath the tree and grins at Alex.  "Welcome to the most despised detachment in The Bear's army.  If what we're doing isn't unimportant, I don't know what is - nobody back at the main camp could give 2 copper pieces what's going on up here."  Again, the grin is flashed Alex's way.  "This has its advantages though.  We can do pretty much whatever we want and, like always, nobody cares." "Officially, we are looking for a half-elf.  Name of Tharivol.  Beats me who the hell he is, or why we're looking for him,"  Alen shrugs.  "This Tharivol...he's supposed to be in the mountains north-east of here.  Dunno who decided that.  Mostly we've been looking - well, the dog men have been looking - around the farms in the mountains.  There's a little village there too, Rem.  Never been there, but I've been told it's only slightly more interesting than the camp."  Alden grimmaces at the thought of people actually choosing to live in such a dreary, dull and forsaken place. Give me a proper city, with people everywhere any day of the week... "The blue-cloaked dunderheads searched Rem when the army arrived.  That was before I...errr...enlisted, so I can't tell you much.  The farms though, I can at least tell you a bit about them.  Like I was saying before the stinkers don't go close enough to tell a man from a gnome, let alone a man from a half elf.  They're miles apart too.  We're lucky if two get checked a day.  Using walking dogs to check human farms for a half-elf is one of the stupidest ideas I've ever heard of.  Still, I'm not here for deep thinking.  Just trying to stay out of trouble."  Alden shrugs again, with a sad look on his face.   "So...how much did Dellex tell you?  I don't think I've ever seen him up this way before."</blockquote>

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