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Cedar opened the door a bit, then popped his head inside while hunching over. Looking around the room, he saw Matilda holding one of the gentlemen he had come to politely ask questions from up by the collar like he was a misbehaving puppy.  While he could certainly do the same thing himself-- He was more than strong enough-- it was just not something you were supposed to do with PEOPLE. At least, not fully grown ones, like that one. (Ornery, misbehaving kids-- like his baby brother and sisters, were an exception if you wanted to avoid having teeth in your shins, or getting bowled over.)

"[color=7bcdc8]uhm.. Miss Matilda, why ya got that fellar up in th' air like at? We's came ta ask 'ese fellars some questions, not scare em tills the' wets 'semselves... Put the fellar down.. ---You allright up there fella?[/color]" he drawled, trying to take in the situation and salvage it with as much polite decorum as he could muster.

He turned his attention to the other terrified man in the room.

"[color=7bcdc8]How 'bout you fellar-- Ya knows anythung about an ugly bald fellar wit' a big nose an' a jaw out ta here?[/color]"

He made almost comical gesticulations with his paws near is own head, as he made the description.

"[color=7bcdc8]Mebbe a silver headed fella wit' a smirk an' a cleft chin? Got one eye, like muh pappy?[/color]"

He paused a moment, as if trying to process something he might have missed.

"[color=7bcdc8]We's lookin' fer some fellars named Gerhard, Reinhold, Ingmar, and Bertolf--This *IS* a right place right? I mean, If' it ain't, I DOES apologize-- but the nice fellar down at th' farm as a said 'is was da place ta find em-- Don't worry none, I ain't gunna bite-cha.[/color]"