TC found trouble finding the source of the cry. The trees bent and twisted the paths he tried. Eventually he found a stream, and let Skank pause for a drink. He pondered, Demon Lord Mammon, The Greedfather, had sent him towards Riverdale, not to investigate cries in the night. If he was to find Riverdale, following the stream would be a wise choice. He climbed back onto Skank and lead her further south. Following the bubbling stream. 

Skank began to slobber from the smell of cooking meat, long before TC noticed the fire. The four voices conversing, and the creak of a water wheel soon followed. Maybe The Greedfather's task was with these travelers, it seemed like infernal providence. TC didnt want to startle anyone so he re-slung Deborah and began to whistle an [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aKu-wo761K4]old Halfling tune[/url] as he slowed his riding dog to a trot. TC Bywater enters the clearing, astride his New Bastion Riding Hound he lightly holds the reigns, his pinky adorned with a large gold ring. His salt and pepper hair is slicked back and shiny, his burgundy riding coat is open over an intricately designed greened vest. His whistle mid note into a big smile," [color=8dc73f]Hey Yo, whadda we gotta ovah here. How you doin[/color]?"

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