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[b]Time:[/b] [color=cornflowerblue]Morning[/color]
[b]Location:[/b] [color=cornflowerblue]North Pass Cottage[/color]
[b]Interaction:[/b] [color=cornflowerblue]Mister Luum [@FunnyGuy], Zeva [@Pink Khione], and Bowyn [@Helo][/color]
[hider=Equipment]80 amas, Heirloom Halberd, cloak, set of leather armor/clothes, Winter clothes, 50 steel ball bearings, animal trap, net, darksight glasses, and 30 ft of rope
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Bardulf had begun turning towards the door when Zeva’s apparent rebirth had occurred. With squeals of excitement and gratitude catching his attention, Bardulf turned around to see the flash of blonde and white skin rush at him into a tight hug. Immediately his face turned red, flushing with embarrassment as he tried to brainstorm just how he should react. The man’s arms went up and almost began to flail in confusion for a moment, but in the few brief seconds of contact - there was a peaceful solace in Bardulf’s eyes. He returned the hug gently, his rough arms contrasting against Zeva’s much more fair skin. With that he procured his cloak as she began to whimsically make her snow angels in the yard. A rare smile graced his face as he looked at Bowyn.

[color=aqua]”Let’s look for one of them taverns or a hunting board of some kind. We had one back home so it would be nice to see one here.”[/color] The man walked out with Bowyn and Rue in tow. The journey took the better part of the next hour, and as they approached the town proper the man took his cloak and shielded himself from sight as best as he could. Bardulf took note of Rue’s encounter with an unseen entity - hoping it was nothing for now. He did not wish to garner more attention. 

Once they approached the Notice Board, Bardulf noticed the more dangerous jobs right off the bat. He felt a slight urge to take on the bandits - wanting to remove any unwanted blemishes along this serene countryside. However he opted for the more standard prey for now, pulling the poster for the dire wolves and handing it over to Bowyn. In a hushed voice he asked, [color=aqua]”Good warmup, right?”[/color]

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