>>5392602>>5392615>>5392639>>5392730>Accompany your master.>Take the left path.“..Hmm...” Lady Sigrid takes a long moment to examine the tracks–running her finger through the muck, bringing her nose in close to sniff at a print. “The ones left and right are the clearest, so I’d imagine they’re regular stops along our boar’s day.. though both are too old to make any definitive calls on. You might as well flip a coin. What do you think?”
“Shall we take the left, then?” You offer your master with a shrug.
“Very well. Proceed with caution. I doubt the boar will fall to you as easy as your “mossperson” did.” She snorts as she leads the way through the woodland.
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You manage your way through the thick of the brush well enough, with only a few short stops to account for your master’s unfortunate stubbiness–but your short hikes affords you welcome relief at its end. You and your master stand before a clearing in the woods, rays of light cutting in through the canopy and illuminating grassy glade ahead.
“Mmmm..” Your master observes as she steps forth. “..Lots of sticks stuck into ground here. Might’ve been a magical creature that set it, warning not to trounce on its territory. Some bushels with nuts. Might be a resting or feeding ground for our quarry..”
She walks into the clearance proper, hands tight on her blunderbuss as she investigates.
>Examine the sticks protruding from the ground.>Examine the bushels and nuts growing along the area.>Look back to your oversized feral traveling partner.>Write-In. 