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Jan 17

Chapter 17: SSMC Lodgings

Chapter 17: SSMC Lodgings

In Which There Are Beds.

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Yazeth: Parts of the tunnels look familiar while other parts do not. The ferret mentally kicks herself for not being alert enough to create a mental map. Granted, she was tired, hungry and cold at the time and they are in friendly territory, but her tracking teachers would have been quite disappointed all the same.

Arrin Woodgreen: He turns down another hallway. “I think we’re almost there…”

Yazeth: Jozra nods. “Yeah. This looks quite a bit like where we were just after we left his office.”

Arrin Woodgreen: Sure enough, a few moments later, they come to a door with Trey’s name on it.

Yazeth: “Here it is!” The door is only slightly ajar, so the ferret knocks lightly before pushing the door open a little further.

Arrin Woodgreen: Soquan follows.

Yazeth: Trey is sitting at his desk, hunched over a parchment, furiously scribbling figures with a quill. He doesn’t look up as he murmurs, “Come in. Come in.”

Arrin Woodgreen: Soquan’s ears swivel a bit. “If you’re busy, we can come back later…”

Yazeth: The ferret hangs back slightly as Soquan approaches the desk. Trey scribbles some more and speaks slowly. “Nooope… Almooost done here…   There. Just as I thought.” He underlines something and scratches a quick note before pushing aside the parchment to dry, setting down his quill, folding his hands on top of his desk, and looking up at the pair.

Arrin Woodgreen: He sits down in one of the seats. “Were you able to get the gold?”

Yazeth: Trey nods. “They’re bringing it up as we speak. Have you eaten?” Jozra nods as well as she takes the other seat. “Quite delicious.” The mouse smiles.

Arrin Woodgreen: He nods. “Aye, it was wonderful after what we’ve been eating for a while.”

Yazeth: Trey grins again. “Glad you enjoyed it! Maybe I can convince my cooks to rustle up some grub for you two to take along with you when you decide to leave.”

Arrin Woodgreen: He nods. “That would be nice.” He turns to Jozra. “What do you think?”

Yazeth: The ferret can’t help but grin. “I think we would be foolish to decline your offer, Trey.”

Arrin Woodgreen: He laughs, leaning back in his chair. “Aye, so true.”

Yazeth: Trey appraises the two mustelids for a moment. “They should be here with your gold soon, Soquan. In the meantime, is there anything else I can do for you? I must insist that you two stay the night as it is so late already.”

Arrin Woodgreen: He nods, grinning toothily. “A place to sleep for the night would be nice. What do you say Jozra?”

Yazeth: The ferret agrees with the otter. “Aye, a fresh start in the morning would be better than trying to find someplace to camp in the dark.”

Arrin Woodgreen: He nods again and perks up suddenly as he hears some beast approaching.

Yazeth: Trey smiles. “Ah, that must be them.” There is a knock on the door. “Come in!”

Arrin Woodgreen: He turns his head towards the door.

Yazeth: Several mice enter the room, bearing the requested gold. They deposit it on Trey’s desk and then leave. Their last task of the day.

Arrin Woodgreen: He grins. “That’s it I take it?”

Yazeth: The mouse nods. “That’s it. If you like, you can leave it here and pick it up in the morning.”

Arrin Woodgreen: He nods. “That sounds good.”

Yazeth: Trey nods and stands. “In that case, I’ll see if I can get someone to lead you to spare quarters.”

Arrin Woodgreen: He nods yet again. “Great!”

Yazeth: Trey sticks his head out of the door and calls to a mouse walking down the corridor. “Ren? Can you set these two up with rooms for the night?”

Arrin Woodgreen: He nods. “Sure I will.”

Yazeth: Trey clasps Soquan’s then Jozra’s paws. “I’ll see you two in the morning then. Goodnight.”

Arrin Woodgreen: He nods. “Goodnight Trey.” He follows Ren as he begins to head down the hall.

Yazeth: The ferret follows, this time making a point of creating a mental map.

Arrin Woodgreen: He leads them to two rooms. “There you two go…  One for the each of yeh.”

Yazeth: Jozra nods at Ren. “Thank you.”

Arrin Woodgreen: He nods. “Aye, thank you.”

Yazeth: After the mouse leaves, the ferret opens the door of her own room and peeks in. “Looks comfy, if maybe a little small. See you in the morning, then?”

Arrin Woodgreen: He nods, groping for the other door handle. “Aye. G’night Jozra.”

Jozra

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