[h1][center][color=a2d39c]Calleida Fynwynlynn[/color][/center][/h1]

[h3][center][color=a2d39c]Outside The Other Mine --> Inside The Other Mine[/color][/center][/h3]

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[color=a2d39c]"Oh! You're going on a quest? Can I come? Can I??"[/color]

Calleida ignored Margaret's outstretched arm for the time being, instead choosing to perch on the cart. The bird hopped and her eyes shone with a daring gleam for a few seconds. A search quest, it sounded like. A bird of prey could do something useful, something adventurous here!

Then Calleida furrowed her prominent brows in a bird-frown and looked up. Based on the sun's position in the nearly cloudless sky, it appeared to be between nine and ten o'clock in the morning. Hmm. Maybe starting a fresh new adventure now would be cutting it a liiiittle itty bit close. It looked like they were in a hurry to get started, anyway, and gathering all the logistics of Calleida's existence would take up a fair amount of time and effort.

[color=a2d39c]"Ah, never mind,"[/color] the harrier huffed, her feathers fluffing up in a pout. [color=a2d39c]"Good luck on your adventure though. And hit me up next time you got a shorter quest, ya hear?"[/color]

The hawk took off into the air again.

[color=a2d39c]"And welcome to Lorenstad, Pyrona. Maid."[/color]

With a final nod toward the new faces, Calleida flew low to the ground, her next destination nearby. She alighted on the windowsill in The Other Mind. The hawk glanced around at her surroundings, searching for whatever hired hand would be manning the tavern at this early hour. She was surprised to see Minnow herself, awake and... picking herself up off the ground outside? What happened here? 

Whatever it was, the elf looked kinda cranky about it. Hmm. Well, the news Calleida had to deliver was good, so maybe it would brighten Minnow's mood a little!

[color=a2d39c]"Hiya, it's Calleida,"[/color] the bird addressed Minnow. [color=a2d39c]"I've come to inform you that the mystery herb my dad has been growing has a minty buttery sort of taste. It is quite edible for satyrs, chickens, and a handful of other species, though it might be better to keep it away from canids. It should be fully mature for harvest in a week, and you and dad can meet to arrange the price."[/color]

Calleida preened her feathers for a few seconds.

[color=a2d39c]"Now that I'm here, are there any messages you'd like to send? Or rats you'd like caught? For a small fee, of course."[/color]

If Minnow had no work for her, Calleida considered visiting Mayor Burgermeister next. She still wasn't sure whether she should inform the townsfolk about a good dragon. Her friend said it was a good idea, but the person most involved turned it down. Maybe the mayor would know what to do.

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