[Mentor/Valentine] Gullible Tamers

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	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 3MP every 5s	Caerbannog :: Level 89 :: Samurai :: Aeryn Armor: Charcoal Ooyoroi with Pitch-black Yukata masked with Zankapfel Main Weapon: none Quick Slot: Nótthrafn (Night Raven) Pet:none
WC: 350	Tags: Valentine	Skills: None yet

So it was one of those lander quests again. Caerbannog was either gullible or too nice. Signs point to the first one. She’d agreed to help out a farmer who had just rounded up some animals for his farm right outside the walls of Londinium. Problem was, he did not have a proper fence or enclosure in his property yet. Who the hell does that? I mean, why would anyone put a bunch of animals in an open space and expect everything to go hunky-dory? Surely, not an able-minded person. That was where Caerbannog comes into play. Some of the lander’s friends pointed to the gullible samurai who was walking around town, minding her own business. The lander, apparently named Michael Vincent George Bernard the Fifth, put on his most pitiful expression- which was not much of a stretch since he did look pitifully ugly- and guilt-tripped Caer into helping him out. All the samurai had to do, he said, was to keep the animals in the farm while he and his friends put up the fence around the vicinity. Sounds simple, right?

Not with five pittered boards, ten frenmic rabbits and a pair of briar weasels babies though. Caerbannog almost had a mini heart attack during the first five minutes of her ‘task’, and decided that she needed help. Any animal trainer would do, as long as they could try to use ‘scout’ to keep the animals pacified and orderly. And so the samurai quickly ran into the city, put up a quest notice on one of the busiest quest boards complete with instructions to the farm (It read: Walk out the gate, turn right, keep walking straight... until you find the zoo of a farm.), and then she ran back to the farm to try her hand at the task again. She was in her usual schoolgirl outfit, like a lost child chasing after some mischievous weasels as they tried to escape back into the forest. All that while, the landers who were helping out Michael Vincent George Bernard the Fifth laughed at the vertically-challenged samurai. Such meanies.

[Valentine]

Valentine sat perched under of the shade of a tree, using it to keep herself from being noticed, to sustain the invisibility she had kept ever since the world ended up this way. It was far from the fact that she disliked human interaction, or hated noise. In all honesty, Valentine simply wasn't aware of how to greet someone with the hopes of friendship in mind; all she knew, all she grew up with knowing was proper dialogue with the pure intentions of impressing others, rather than the intentions of creating an everlasting friendship. It prevented her from doing much during the day, she would let the anxiety within her mind pile up like bricks until it was violently smashed, sending her straight back into the shadows where she continued to cloak herself in invisibility. She wanted friends; a guild, a party, a place where everybody could laugh and have fun whilst still being yourself. In her case, she hardly ever knew anybody like her. She seldom had the chance to interact with people who didn't work for her, but that didn't change her attitude of what the world was now. This world was an escape from the past, and she was letting it go to waste by sitting down. No. Today she would take action, take a quest and be on her merry way to meeting new people.

She dressed in her most popular attire, one that resembled that of a Japanese Private-School High Schooler, as she found and still finds the Japanese culture rich with facts and customs she couldn't get enough of- including the game Elder Tale. She shuffled her way to the request board, keeping her head down to keep from attracted any unwanted attention, her eye catching a request that sparked her interest. It involved a nearby farm, one she had never seen or gone to, though the flyer holding the quest was labelled with directions. She quickly snatched it as a large smile curled onto her lips, squealing out of joy. She would finally get to interact with the wildlife on Elder Tale! It had been her dream ever since she learned her place in the household, tied down by restrictions and rules rather than chains.

With high hopes she skipped out of the city, glancing once more at the directions before humming her way towards the farm. "Right then straight! Just keep going, Val!" she sand to herself in a joyous tune, and before long the farm made its grand appearance. It lit a sparkle inside her eye, a twinkle from the tear of liquified happiness sent her practically galloping towards the farm and before long, met another adventurer. As she came to a full-stop, she calmly introduced herself. "It is my honour to my your esteemed acquaintance. My name is Valentine, I offer my subclass ability of Animal Trainer to assist you in this peaceful farmer's work." She said with a slight bow, before shooting herself straight back up with a huge smile on her face. There were animals all around her know, all different kinds from the regions of what used to be London. Part of her missed what this used to be, yet at this very moment an even larger part of her loved it. "What might you have me assist you with? I promise I will treat each animal as though a blade of grass. Delicate enough to be sliced by wind." Her metaphor didn't make quite enough sense for other's to catch on, but it was her high spirits that counted, right?


tag; @dindeen

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	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 3MP every 5s	Caerbannog :: Level 89 :: Samurai :: Aeryn Armor: Charcoal Ooyoroi with Pitch-black Yukata masked with Zankapfel Main Weapon: none Quick Slot: Nótthrafn (Night Raven) Pet:none
WC: 260	Tags: Valentine	Skills: None yet

Having just been built like, yesterday, the farm was just a wide clearing with grass everywhere and a wooden cottage in the middle. Michael Vincent George Bernard the Fifth seemed to be living alone too for his cottage was simply two small rooms: one with a bed and one with a stove. There were no enclosures or cages for animals just yet, but three of his friends were avidly helping him to build a wooden fence around the area at least. How he came to possess his farm animals, it was questionable even. But Caerbannog did not have time to ask questions as one of the baby briar weasels almost ran out of her reach. The samurai dove after the thing, caught it up in her arms and rolled around the grass with it.

It was at that point that an adventurer who also looked like a schoolgirl walked into the farm. The pittered boars immediately stood to attention, curious of the new comer. They circled around the cleric and sniffed at her heels. The frenmic rabbits, who’d gathered around Caerbannog and tried to flip her skirt as she laid on the ground with the briar weasels, turned their attention to the other adventurer who wore a skirt. One of the rabbits actually hopped within the cleric’s reach, right beside her foot- and then it looked up.

“I’m Caer...” the samurai huffed when she finally managed to get a firm hold on the briar weasels, a little one in each arm. She then nodded at the frenmic rabbits, “And they’re pervs.”

[Valentine]

She watched quietly as the samurai... rolled around in the grass with a few of the animals, striking the poor naive Valentine curious. Perhaps I have arrived at the wrong location? She theorised within her mind, a pile of animals coming to her side. She tilted her head slightly to the right, accompanying the animals company with a heart warming smile of her own. She looked at the boards that huddled around her, joyed at the fact that things- living things actually wanted to interact with her. Part of her knew that she had this natural ability to due to her subclass, but the other part of her couldn't care less. "I’m Caer...” Her new companion introduced, before she nodded towards the ground beneath Valentine. “And they’re pervs.” The rabbit had escaped her initial line of sight, and she only just noticed him as he peered up through her skirt. Being the girl she was, however, she totally saw past what the animal was doing and completely ignored the term 'perv' that Caer had used. She gently picked up the critter, lining their eyes up together.

"Now, now. If you wanted to look at my face so badly you have to take a few steps back. It is simply impossible for you to see my face through my skirt!" She finished with a giggle. It wasn't that she was being self-absorbed or arrogant- she was just being... dumb. The idea of a pervert or somebody peeking at her was never introduced to her, so this animals actions were nothing more than an innocent mistake. 

She let the rabbit loose of her gentle grip and he quickly hopped back towards Caer, and she took in this time to look at her surroundings. It appeared to be a grass field, green more vibrant that she had ever seen with a cabin... smaller than she had ever seen. The house however had nothing to do with the job. In fact, she had no real idea as to what exactly she had to do. "How may I be of assistance? Shall I tell these animals stories from times before this reality? Or perhaps I shall show them the meaning of friendship? Love?" she seemed to blabber on about tasks that were ultimately pointless, before she let out a suddenly determined shout. "So long as these animals are under our watch, we shall not depart with them until they know what true friendship feels like! This is our duty, correct?" She looked towards Caer for an answer, completely oblivious to how ridiculous she sounded. 

tag; @dindeen

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	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 3MP every 5s	Caerbannog :: Level 89 :: Samurai :: Aeryn Armor: Charcoal Ooyoroi with Pitch-black Yukata masked with Zankapfel Main Weapon: none Quick Slot: Nótthrafn (Night Raven) Pet:none
WC: 350	Tags: Valentine	Skills: Tongue of Nature

If Valentine had been paired up with someone else, they would have probably thought her a loony or someone out to play a prank. But no, not Caerbannog. The samurai was, after all, gullible enough for her to be repeatedly coerced into helping landers with little to no reward. Since she put up the request for a fellow animal trainer, Caer would even have to pay for this ‘quest’ out of her own pocket. Nonetheless, she was thankful for any help.

“Not sure about friendship but...” the samurai replied but she remained on the ground with the weasels embraced tightly, “Animals usually respond if you give food.”

She would have suggested something specific but the samurai was distracted by the chattering of the rabbits and grunting of the pittered boars, who were still sniffing at Valentine’s heels. Caer was having second thoughts about using a certain skill to listen in on their conversations, but she might as well do it... and the moment that she toggled on her skill Tongue of Nature-

“Was it pink?”

“Or white, perhaps?”

“Striped or dotted?”

The rabbits were guessing what Valentine’s underwear looked like, but the one who actually looked up at it thankfully did not see anything after all. The cleric had been much too quick to reprimand him.

“Should someone else try to look?”

“I don’t want to play this game anymore...”

“Maybe ask the boars? Remember, the one to guess correctly gets more lunch!”

It seemed that the frenmic rabbits weren’t exactly being pervs, rather they made a wager regarding lunch and dinner. As for the pittered boars, they were grunting so much that even Caerbannog could not understand what they were saying even with Tongue of Nature. The rabbits began to grow restless and pointed at one around, since no one wanted to risk being kicked by the cleric- not that she would, but other adventurers were known to be not as kind. And so Caer decided to help out the woodland creatures.

“Valentine-san, the rabbits were wondering,” the samurai looked straight at the other girl, “What color are your uhm- underpants?”

[Valentine]

The animals appeared to be bickering among themselves at her heels, it almost felt to her as though they were but commoners to her superior status. Of course she knew how ridiculous that sounded, they were only woodland animals after all. She peered over to Caer, of whom was still lying on the ground, and noticed she seemed to be listening to what the animals were saying. Was this perhaps an ability Valentine herself would gain as she advanced further as an Animal Tamer? She remained patient towards both Caer and the animals, standing patiently still with a smile so soothing it certainly reflected her class of Cleric well. It was what Caer said next that really struck Valentine by surprise, expecting nothing of the sort to occur on a simple quest like this. “Valentine-san, the rabbits were wondering,” the samurai looked straight at the other girl, “What color are your uhm- underpants?” Caer questioned her bluntly, not taking into account what Val thought or felt about such crude things such cute animals were talking about. She clutched her hands against her skirt, pushing her skirt in towards, preventing any other 'monsters' now, from peeking. 

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"How dare you ask such a ridiculous question, Caer-sama. Please inform me as to why such delightful animals would inquire the colour of my pink underwear?" She shook her head in disappointment, appalled by such crude behaviour. She spun herself around, making slight distance between herself, the samurai and animals. She was quite slow to realise what she had just said, shocking herself much worse than anything she had ever felt before. She was taken by surprise, as though a heavy force had dealt a sudden blow to her whole body. 

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"I didn't just-... No! I refuse t-..to believe that I, Valentine, released information about my...under garments. That is simply absurd!" She stuttered the sentence out as best she could before she sunk into the ground, wrapping her arms around her knees. It seemed like everything was about to cool down, that was, until she looked straight up at the sky and let out the loudest shriek Elder Tale had witnessed yet. "I HAVE BEEN BESTED BY A RABBIT! I am shameful!" The words were hardly audible through her initial ear piercing scream, by the time she finished her head was already sunken into her arms, a shameful aura surrounding her.


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	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 3MP every 5s	Caerbannog :: Level 89 :: Samurai :: Aeryn Armor: Charcoal Ooyoroi with Pitch-black Yukata masked with Zankapfel Main Weapon: none Quick Slot: Nótthrafn (Night Raven) Pet: Hyzenthlay
WC: 365	Tags: Valentine	Skills: Tongue of Nature

While it was a curious pastime for the frenmic rabbits who did not think that they were doing anything bad, and were merely curious about ‘that’ thing that adventurers seemed to be intent on hiding, it was not as amusing for their target. Caerbannog slightly regretted asking the question seeing as the cleric suddenly grew conscious of herself and inched away from the animals, but it was also funny how Valentine just gave away the color. At least Caer did not have to flip anyone’s skirt.

“It’s pink,” the samurai suddenly spoke up while the rabbits were talking amongst themselves.

The frenmic rabbits were surprised by that, save for one who got the correct answer. He had the usual brown fur but his whiskers had brown speckles instead of the usual plain white or cream.

“I WIN! MORE LUNCH!” the rabbit declared while his companions were still staring up at the samurai.

Their curiosity, however, was interrupted by a sudden shriek, as if a banshee had appeared in their midst and let out a horrible scream. The frenmic rabbits fell to the ground and twitched where they lay at an attempt to hide their ears away. The pittered boars stopped sniffing the cleric’s scent and just stared at her, petrified. But the briar weasels, known to be slippery creatures, jumped out of Caerbannog’s arms as the wolf-hair too was surprised by Valentine’s shriek.

“Oh no!” the samurai suddenly stood up, her ears still ringing, “ESCAPEES!”

At that, Caer summoned her enemic buster Hyzenthlay and threw her right at one of the briar weasels. The silver-furred rabbit was surprised, but since she was thrown at a running creature, she figured that she had to stop it somehow. Hyzen tucked away her club behind her and stretched out her arms, and she landed right on top of the briar weasel. As gently as she could, Hyzen bashed the weasel’s head onto the ground which rendered it unconscious. The other briar weasel made a sharp turn and headed right for the cleric.

“Watch out, Val-chan!” Caer cried out. She tried to run but the samurai fell face first on the ground, her ears still ringing and her balance still awful.

[Valentine]

She seemed really delicate. She was practically a princess, naive and obvious to almost everything she hadn't grown up with. It was almost as if nothing could destroy the bubble she had inclosed herself in, no people that is. These silly animals desiring the colour of her underwear? Yes, yes they could pop that bubble and slap her in the face with a whole lot of everything. She knew what being humiliated felt like and this was more than enough for her to realise these animals were being greedy for something She confirmed this once Caer had announced what colour her underwear was to the animals, as a single rabbit began to cheer in it's speckled coat. Suddenly, the animals were everywhere. The briar weasels slipped out of her hands, one foolishly remaining too close and getting it to the head from a samurai's summon... what appeared to be a club wielding rabbit? She looked up to find the other weasel heading straight for her. She sort of just... stared at it, clear in her mind what she had to do. It was clear she wasn't happy. 

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She slowly shifted from curled up to standing, sending her fist straight down at where the weasel was bound to end up, knocking it into an unconscious condition almost immediately. The boards remained half-terrified half-interested in the sudden anger from Valentine, she simply stared at the single rabbit that had once celebrated, with the blankest, coldest stare she could conjure up. That was alright, though. Her underpants was simply a game, she thought the source of celebration would be due to more food or extra sleep, which must be the best of prizes for animals such as these. Almost as though two different people, her staring eyes quickly became gleaming with delight and her mouth was curled into a warm smile. 

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She had come here for a quest and she was sure her underwear had nothing to do with it. An answer was never really provided by the samurai, but the quest had asked for Animal Tamers, so taming them must be the job. Creating an atmosphere of hatred and fear wasn't right nor her style, so she would deal with them delicately and with care, just like blades of grass as she previously mentioned. 

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"Let us begin the taming of animals!" She announced, holding the unconscious briar weasel in her hands, above her head as though a flag to signify her sudden determination. "You requested another animal tamer, correct? How may I assist you? I am eager to learn!" She looked at Caer who... appeared to still be on the ground, but she didn't let that bother her too much. She would get up soon enough off of her bum and teach her things she had come to learn. She was after all trying to break the ice that prevented her once from talking to anyone in Elder Tale, and despite the event that had so far occurred, she considered this good. Something was happening and she surely would never forget what events took place thus far, even if it did bring her much shame and despair, she knew it would lead to a giggle someday in the future.


tags; @dindeen

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	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 3MP every 5s	Caerbannog :: Level 89 :: Samurai :: Aeryn Armor: Charcoal Ooyoroi with Pitch-black Yukata masked with Zankapfel Main Weapon: none Quick Slot: Nótthrafn (Night Raven) Pet: Hyzenthlay
WC: 370	Tags: Valentine	Skills: Tongue of Nature

With both briar weasels out cold, all was well at that moment. True to their name, they were sneaky weasels which would take any opportunity to go back into the woods. At the very least, it seemed that those little ones did not know how to use their natural skills yet so both animal trainers were spared the nasty attacks from their kind. In the distance, the landers boomed out in laughter at the sight of the girls who were having difficulty with the creatures. They were not close enough to hear about Valentine’s underwear, fortunately, but they did point at Caerbannog who’d fallen to the ground again.

“Uuu... that hurts,” the samurai heaved herself up and rubbed her nose profusely, “Thanks Hyzenthlay, and Val-chan.”

The wolf-hair patted her skirt down as she stood up and all that while, Hyzen managed to drag the unconscious briar weasel to her tamer’s feet. The rabbit looked over the cleric, who thankfully was NOT a fox tail and NOT male and so Hyzen did not hate her, and then she glared at the frenmic rabbits who stared at her direction. They murmured something about Hyzen being the ‘pet’ of a ‘biped’ and snickered between their whiskers, so the enemic buster had half the mind to bash their skulls in. Caer caught her rabbit in time though and patted her gently on the head, which calmed down Hyzenthlay.

“Val-chan, the rabbits are done peeking under skirts now. They wagered color for lunch and dinner,” the samurai explained, “As for taming... we’re not supposed to hurt them but I guess weasels are too annoying.”

Caer then picked up Hyzen’s weasel by the scruff of the neck.

“Can hold them like this, like how mother weasel holds,” the wolf-hair demonstrated, and then her other hand held the weasel by the belly, “And then securely like this. Hard to do with more than one weasel in hand though.”

Lastly, the animal trainer nodded over to the cottage.

“Behind that are containers of food: oats, wheat, unripe apples and carrots, heads of cabbage and lettuce,” Caer pointed out and then she headed for the cottage with the animals following closely behind, probably having realized that it was almost time to eat.

[Valentine]

►  words ◄ ► @dindeen◄ ►taming◄ ► Let us get to taming!◄

» She was determined now, these animals would be tamed under her name! As a animal trainer she had no other choice but to do so! She ignored the laughter from the people of the land, zoning them out as though they were mere background noise. Part of her hoped that they were laughing at the simple trouble the pair was having with the animals and not the animals trying to guess what colour her underwear was. Caer finally stood back on her feet, patting down her skirt before speaking.“Val-chan, the rabbits are done peeking under skirts now. They wagered color for lunch and dinner,” the samurai explained, “As for taming... we’re not supposed to hurt them but I guess weasels are too annoying.” She nodded, despite only having to deal with half of them, she knew to Caer they had proved to be trouble before she had even arrived, so she said nothing.  “Can hold them like this, like how mother weasel holds,” the wolf-hair demonstrated, and then her other hand held the weasel by the belly, “And then securely like this. Hard to do with more than one weasel in hand though.” Valentine thought it was interesting how they were different techniques on holding animals, it truly showed the uniqueness of everything in the world. She looked down at the weasel she had unleashed her eternal rage at, picking it up as Caer demonstrated. It was much easier than she thought, and the briar weasels were quite cute in appearance as babies, like these two were. She was thankful they did not have their magical abilities yet, weasels like those would prove to be impossible for Valentine to train at her level and expertise.    Valentine was unsure of what to do next, she simply new the simple needs of animals in the old world, but not this one. Did they need food, water? “Behind that are containers of food: oats, wheat, unripe apples and carrots, heads of cabbage and lettuce,” She looked towards the back of the cottage where Caer was facing, starting to walk over, ignoring the people of the land who still remained. She was a princess. She wouldn't let any NPC's degrade her any further. "Then we shall gather together a feast for the animals and treat them like royals!" She announced to Caer, realising her hands were full of weasel by the time she reached the cottage. She simply stared, not wanting him to slip away once again. She pondered, asking her mentor, of whom she hoped was behind her, yet she spoke regardless. "It seems that we've run into yet another obstacle. How shall we overcome this one?"

MADE BY VEL OF GS

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	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 3MP every 5s	Caerbannog :: Level 89 :: Samurai :: Aeryn Armor: Charcoal Ooyoroi with Pitch-black Yukata masked with Zankapfel Main Weapon: none Quick Slot: Nótthrafn (Night Raven) Pet: Hyzenthlay
WC: 835	Tags: Valentine	Skills: Tongue of Nature

In the back of her mind, Caerbannog had been very worried that the cleric would remain annoyed at the rabbits for the remainder of the quest. Valentine gave off a princessey aura what with her appearance and manner of speaking, but to each his own so the samurai was not quick to jump into conclusions about people. What caused her to be worried was the cleric’s deafening shriek which clearly mean that she was upset. Hyzenthlay occasionally let out such a sound when she was annoyed, so it was all too familiar to the wolf-hair. But it seemed that her worry was for naught, and Valentine was a person who was quick to dust off any issues. She thought the frenmic rabbits lucky, for girls were rather scary to deal with when angry- case in point, Hyzenthlay who just slapped one of the rabbits upside the head when he absentmindedly wandered away. Even the boars followed the group and they were wary of the enemic buster.

But when they arrived at the cottage, a great big dilemma did face them. Two slippery weasels, two tamers... no one to open the containers of food. Hyzenthlay was not large enough to pull the stacked crates off of the other and to open them too. When Caer looked to the landers, she noticed that they were busily arguing about something and she did not want another task put upon her in case she talked to them just then.

“Hyzenthlay, see you later!” the samurai spoke in regular English since the enemic buster could understand some words and greetings at least, and then she unsummoned the rabbit.

The wolf-hair inhaled and exhaled deeply as she waited for the summoning to cool down. She was really going to do it. She was going to summon -HIM-. He was large enough to handle the crates of food, and could use a bit of sunlight too... he was rather pale after all. And so once the summoning option cooled down, Caerbannog clicked the other monster slot: Foreman Mukade. Specifically, this creature was apparently the ninth of his generation; or at least, the ninth of what he could call a family. After a haze and some sparkles of data appeared, it materialized into a massive creature which was four meters in length, a third of which towered over Caerbannog. Its giant maw soon took form, as did all of its odd-numbered appendages. The antennae, long and tapering, had bluish lights at the ends. Foreman Mukade IX appeared in front of his tamer, Caerbannog.

“HELLOOOOOO WORLD!” Mukade joyfully declared as he looked up at the sky, but without eyes he could only ‘feel’ that there was more light than usual around him, “Is this... The Outside?!”

He twitched his antennae and reached out the left one towards Caerbannog, whose presence he could recognize.

“Good day to you, Oh Cakey One,” the centipede said, in reference to how Caerbannog provided cake to him, “How may I be of service? And do I get cake?”

Foreman Mukade lowered his head towards Caerbannog, as if he was bowing to the tamer. Around them, the rabbits and boars shook in fear and gathered behind Valentine. In the distance, one of the landers released the contents of his bladder right where he stood when they saw the elite centipede.

“Please put those crates down and open them. The bunnies and piggies have to eat,” the samurai pointed over to the stack, oblivious to the frightened ones around her. Even the weasel in her arms, who’d just woken up, fainted immediately once it saw the centipede, “I will give you something sweet after.”

“Ohhhh! Sweet? Is that another word to describe cake? Or is it different?” Mukade let out a kishi kishi sound, something like a giggle, as he turned around and inspected the crates, “Hmm... things with even sides. They seem to be separate from the others. So if I do this...”

Carefully, the elite centipede lifted one of the crates with his maxillipeds, and then very gently he set it down on the ground. His antennae then inspected the lid, and once he ‘felt’ the place when it could be separated, Mukade pulled the top of the crate off.

“Ha! It is done! But only with one...” he triumphantly declared but the centipede was not one to slack off.

Mukade turned to the stack and worked on a second crate, which left the first crate available for the tamers to take oats and wheat from and then they could distribute it to the animals. Nearby was a trough in which grain could be fed to the ever-hungry boars. Caerbannog walked over to the crate, took a handful of oats while her other hand held the weasel by the scruff, and then she put the oats in the trough. The boars, though initially paralyzed with fear, quickly ate up the food and the trough was once again empty.

“Hmm... inefficient... maybe we’ll do this faster, together?” Caerbannog asked the cleric.