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This wasn't yet enough for Csenge to debase herself with a yawn, but the light of morning did sting somewhat when she walked out of the farm in the morning. It had been a late night, exhausting all possibilities until all that remained was that the sheep were ailed only by symptoms without source. Somewhat tedious, certainly, and mayhaps a conclusion that they could have hastily arrived at if within the first ten minutes of their arrival at the farm, but it was important to be certain.

That, and it gave her some time to cast some spells in the wee hours of morning.

[b]"I've encircled the perimeter of your field with a simple Alarm spell, Fletcher, which will inform me next if your sheep were to cross over your fences by any means."[/b] She turned towards the others. [b]"It should remove the need for a night watch too, but you may feel free to continue to stand vigil, if you wish."[/b]

As for the matter of seeing those pastures...

[b]"Now, a tour of your lands will be splendid. I could do with a morning walk."[/b]

From her coat, Csenge pulled out a small vial with a droplet of that black substance at the bottom. It hung from a length of cord, which she looped around her left wrist a few times, leaving it just enough slack to sway slightly. Another trinket that she had burned the midnight oil for, just to be drawn to any like substances if they came across other creatures in the field that were affected in the same way that the farmer's sheep were.