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Date Posted: 18:03:01 07/07/04 Wed
Author: Vosachi Wefza
Subject: Re: I'm on it *the red fox jumps out the unbarricaded window and is out of sight in the blink of an eye. He finds where the twig was snaped and saw nothing around. So he took off back to the tavern.* The sound was a twig bein' broke. Whoever broke wasn't smart enough to cover his tracks, there are some fresh foot prints leadin' to the east
In reply to: Firefist Siverpaw 's message, "I'm on it *the red fox jumps out the unbarricaded window and is out of sight in the blink of an eye. He finds where the twig was snaped and saw nothing around. So he took off back to the tavern.* The sound was a twig bein' broke. Whoever broke wasn't smart enough to cover his tracks, there are some fresh foot prints leadin' to the east " on 17:47:00 07/07/04 Wed

"Curses, what be a-goin' 'round in this land?" It was quiet. Too quiet, for the grizzled fox's liking. Half-threateningly he raised his hook over his head, ready to scrag anyone with it's point if they were hostile as he looked around warily along with the rest of his crew.

"Bootface, knock on that door, will ye?" Vosachi shoved the half-hearted searat unwillingly towards the nearby tavern door. "Knock, will ye!"

The rest of the crew formed a protective ring around their captain, pikes out and paws itching to touch their blades in case of close combat.

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