You are walking down the street when a ginger Roditore bounds over and stops in front of you. She is only about waist-high, but wears a tan hat adorned with a bright blue crescent, which makes her about shoulder height. She is wearing a blue half-shirt, with golden patterns near the buttons. A blanket is draped over he shoulders like a cloak, and you can see the top of a staff poking out from beneath it. As a chilly wind blows past, she closes her eyes, and you can see shakes and shivers rack her small frame. When the wind pas.ses, she holds up a small picture to you. You take it in your hands, examining it carefully.
It is a natural Gondra, happy and carefree, and in perfect health. You wonder why she gave you the picture, until her voice pierces the silence. It is proud and strong, but when a small breeze blows, you can hear it falter.
"That's Glaedr. He is a good friend of mine. Siame and FoxCrazy and I have been searching for him. We finally got word that he is in Atqueen Forest. You see, he got lost from us during a carnival, and now...we can't find him. We can only go so deep into the forest. Have you seen him?"
You're about to answer when another chill wind blows, and you find even yourself, all bundled up, shivering, and you think of the Roditore in front of you, of how cold she must be. You are about to offer a jacket, but another ginger Roditore walks up beside her, as if summoned by the wind, and wraps an arm over her shoulders. He is wearing a blue cloth headband, with feathers tied to it, and a long black mage robe, with a long navy blue jacket swirling around his ankles. Behind his head, you can see another staff poking up from between his back and the jacket. His voice is strong and deep, and when the wind blows, it is unaffected.
"Croma...we should get back to Fox--"
She cuts him off with a wave of her paw.
"One moment, Siame."
She takes a step toward you, her paws hitting the ground with a dull thump.
"Will you help us?"
A figure in the background raises a hand and waves it. Siame turns around, and runs toward the figure.
"Siame! Croma! Come on! It's too cold to stay much longer!"
Croma turns and starts running toward the human. She stops for a moment, and yells a reply.
"One minute, FoxCrazy!"
She turns back to you, her big, round, blue eyes shining pleadingly. You can see warmth deep in them, a force that keeps her going.
"So...will you?"
The human calls again, and she shakes her head before running back toward who you as.sume is her owner. You glance at the picture of the Gondra again, and nod your head once, talking mostly to yourself.
"Yes. I will help."
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Glaedr
That is the name I want. He is a nattie Gondra floating around in the forest, cold, alone, and hungry. And I want you guys to help me find him. If we all work together, he will be found, and brought to a loving home here with me! Do not bother to search for his whereabouts. He is in the forest.
Prize:
The FIRST and ONLY person to bring me Glaedr(and I must check) will get 2 mill and 50 Credits. This is subject to rise as I gain more tu.