Woodlocke City

[The Past]

Geoff saw Xander take a turn and slipped away as well. He had a feeling he wasn't going to get a meal anytime soon with the group, and if he had to snatch something edible from the market, he'd rather not have the others see. He didn't worry about Xander, though. Surely he wouldn't care.

[Angder]

Duernab was at the workshop, He could see the door was open, and heads over. He had seen the sign, some damn sculpture... but no sign of them present, in fact no sign of anyone. He swears. This was the place. He was damn certain. He guessed he would have to wait. Even if Xander did not come back, the owner of these sculptures would eventually, and he could find out where the murderer went from there. The building did not belong to the current occupant. So it would not take much... persuading. He picks a sculpture up, looking at it. Its actually well made. The sculptor must be proud of them... Another method if he needed it. Question was. Did he wait, or try to pursue. He looks around for any evidence as to where his target might have gone from here.

[Naval]

Mikey looked at the family..or this new word...allys..hmmm..But he kept up with the group and tryed to think of how to aptane this "money" without hassle or breaking rules. "I belive that this money you want can be in your hands if you do a favor for someone...Maybe I can help with that." He shrugs and checks his water supply..

[Grovygrunge]

Xander sighed, he had noticed Geoff slipping away just as he had. He considered going back, he felt bad. It was only one turn, heading back wouldn't exactly be hard. However, he didn't want them starting to rely on him for anything. He especially didn't want them seeing him as family...

[Cecilia Peromi]

"I'm afraid that it doesn't really work that way Mikey, to get money you need a job. And as far as I know Geoffrey is the only one with one of those. It's a shame though. It doesn't seem like he makes a lot of money..."

[The Past]

Geoffrey glanced at a poster. A thief was in line for the block tonight. He gulped and shook his head. They wouldn't do that to a lowly food thief, would they? It had to be a bigger job to deserve that sort of punishment. Though he wouldn't be surprised with this city. He had to be careful.

Suddenly, he remembered his shop. He was so preoccupied with socializing, he forgot to close it down while he went out! Stupid!
He turned and jogged his way back to the workshop.

[Angder]

Duernab is already in the "store" he hears Geoff returning, He slouches by the door. Scowling.

[The Past]

Geoff stepped into the shop, immediately going to check his sculptures to make sure none were stolen, and sure enough, one of the deer sculptures was missing.

"Oh, g-god damn it," He growled to himself.

[Angder]

"This is technically called trespassing." The tiger states, standing beside the door, Geoff had walked right past him. He idly throws the deer sculpture in the air and catches it. The bear did not look particular tough. This should be easy enough.

[The Past]

Geoff jolted at the voice and span around.

"L-I-I'm sorr--can...I-I'll leave," he stammered, his hands raised as he backed up.

[Angder]

"Oh, I don't think we need to do that yet." Duernab steps forward a few paces. "You can keep the... shop? Though I need some information. I am looking for a murderer."

[Grovygrunge]

Xander was about to return to Mikey and Cecil, thinking he could pass it off as getting lost. If he had been portraying the right kind of image they should believe it, he hoped. However, as he took a step he felt like something was off. It was a sense of foreboding, like something could happen soon. Not uncommon for this city and it probably meant nothing, but he wasn't going to ignore it. 

[The Past]

Geoff relaxed somewhat and lowered his hands. "Uh... M-mur--Okay..."

[Angder]

"His name is Xander. White wolf. Sighted hanging around nearby. Have you seen him?" Duernab asks.

[[INACTIVE]]

Name: Reise Kaufmann

Age: Unknown

Species: Black Bear

Power: None

Height: 5'7

Weight: 357 Pounds


Clothing/armor: Wears a long brown trench coat, with big black boots under them, brown gloves and a large tan backpack.

Weapons: A large pump shotgun

Appearance: A big man with a jolly expression on his face. Black fur with a light blue eyes

Personality: A man with many friends and few enemy's, he will always help a friend in need or someone completely random, He is always happy with a big smile on his face where ever he goes.

Occupation: Merchant

Backstory: Not much is know about Reise, all that is know is that he travels and he trades. Thats it


I hope I did that right.





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