Waiting patiently for Poyzz to puzzle over his riddle Ossar slithered across to Beek where the miniature eagle had just finished eating his chocolate and was setting up a game board. It was still massive for the kwami, even in its miniaturized form. Pulling out the rule book the snake tilted his head from one side to the next pouring over the intricacies of the game. It was nice that they got the chance to relax and do something inconsequential for once. It was a pleasant breather from the constant action from before. Still, there remained an air of concern reside over the group. The looming problems they sought to ignore for even that short space of time hung over them like overripe fruit, just waiting to fall and make itself known. Ossar could almost taste it and the rest of their posse seemed aware as well. The usually cheerful and friendly Hoppi was quiet, the energetic Poyzz sat still, and Beek. Well Beek was being Beek.

	When Poyzz gave up on the riddle Ossar looked a bit indignant. [color=00a651]“Harder? Heavens no my friend, that was an easy one. I gave ye a bone due to our time apart, as I thought thou might hath become lenient in your capacity to resolve my more complex puzzles. I had close to a hundred years to devise them after all.” [/color]Closing his eyes Ossar attempted to think of a way he could give the ferret a hint, without giving the game away entirely. [color=00a651]“What do liars’ hate, alongside those who seek to hide me? What do the wise seek, alongside justice and police? Come on now I rhyme with tooth, I am the…?”
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