[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/220622/c396e378a2e5f99bbbd761b1a70bfe05.png[/img][/center] [Right]Narvac Wilderness --> Azure Orchard[/Right][hr] The Sceptile's face lit up as the small Minun hoisted up his wooden badge. [b]"So yer the little feller ol' Kick done sent over? Well, the name's Sage, and as ye mighta guessed, we been havin' ourselves a little thieverin' problem. Folks've been tellin' us 'bout gettin' incomplete orders. We've been tryin' ta keep an eye out fer any suspicious-like characters, but me and the boys ain't found much. I'll tell ye what I know, though."[/b] The Sceptile would go on to explain the timeline of events, occasionally tipping his hat at passing farmers. [b]"At first we just thought some might've fallen off the cart, but as it kept happenin', we thought something was up. It even got to the point where we noticed damade to our fencin' and our cart here got banged up as well durin' the night." [/b] Sage pointed to the brokem bit if fence, and the damaged wheel, respectively [b]"I came up with a couple ideas m'self. The first is that they're comin' out under the cover of the dark t' take what they can. The second one is uh..."[/b] The sceptile got down onto one knee to get to Gale's level, before lowering his voice. [b]"Well, truth be told, I think my son, Herb, might have something to do with it."[/b] Sage looked over to a lone Grovyle lazing about in the branches of an apple tree, eating one of the many dull red apples. He seemed to be eyeing some of the farmers. [b]"He's at that age y'see. He cares more about chasing after girls than he does much else. I'm thinkin' he might be tryin' to impress someone, and usin' our stock to do so. It'd be much appreciated if ye can keep an eye on 'im. I don't want to believe it's him, but... well, what has to be done, has to be done. Fer now though, feel free to have a look around, and let me know if ye need anythin'."[/b] Ting watched as Gale hopped on over to the Sceptile in the distance. Looks like it was just him and Fio now. He turned to Fio. [color=888B8D]"Well, uh..."[/color] His head turned as he scanned the surrounding area, looking for a place to start. [color=888B8D]"Say, Fio, why don't you check over by that bit of broken fence? Or at least around that area? Maybe you can find a clue there. I'll check out the storage sheds, and maybe talk to some of the farmers. Let's regroup here after a while and compare our findings. "[/color] He gave Fio a polite nod, and scurried off towards the nearby storage shed. It was quite a big structure, or at least, it was to him. The doors were already open, so he headed into the building. It was much warmer in here than outside for some reason. Maybe all the boxes provided good insulation? Taking a look around, there wasn't much of interest. Empty boxes, spare tools, watering cans, things of that nature. This one was a bust. Time for the next one. While the next shed was a small distance away, Ting's mind began to wander as he made his way towards the next shed. He was really doing this. He was really part of an adventurer's guild. He was making a difference, no matter how small. His heart began to race as the reality of the situation finally began to grasp him. He was finally doing something with his life. He wasn't running away anymore. He was in a place where people didn't hate him. He-- Ting's train of thought was violently disrupted as he walked headfirst into the next storage shed. He should probably start paying more attention to his surroundings. This shed was much like the first, nothing interesting, just more tools, and the occasional sack of topsoil or fertilizer. The third and final shed unfortunately has nothing of interest either. As he tried talking to the farmers, most seemed either confused about what was actually going on, or said they didn't know anything. Though as he was talking to a young Lilligant, he noticed a Grovyle sitting in a tree giving him an angry glare. What was that all about?[hr] [right]Interacting with/Mentioning: [@The Irish Tree](Fio), [@Ammokkx](Gale)[/right]