>>6145871“Don’t worry, we’ll follow up with ‘em.” Rising to her normal, albeit dizzying height, Volka cocks her head towards the way you entered from. “You’ve been very helpful, Mimut… Is it alright if I talk to the gang for a minute?”
The Moleg doesn’t respond apart from a quiet grunt. Leading the way outside, Volka ensures the door is closed and you’re a safe distance away before addressing you.
“This-”
“That was quick!” Vilah exclaims as she and her sister drop from above like pint-sized ninja, “Betcha got plenty of bells now!”
“Ready ta’ head back?” Dilah asks excitedly!
“Errr, give us a bit, girls!” Volka replies with a polite chuckle! “Gotta go over some details first!”
“Okay~”
“We’ll be the lookouts!”
Waiting until the Durhers slink away, the Skog clears her throat before resuming her sentence. “This reeks of slavers, Rook. Almost certain of it.”
“Busting into someone’s home, though?” Remarks Tzah-Tzie as she kicks an unseen piece of glass refuse, “Weird, even here in the Rags…”
“Been here much?”
“I’ve been all over!” Replies the Spinner, deftly dodging the Skog’s question with a giggle! “But it <span class="mu-i">IS</span> strange, y’know.”
Seems like a hassle to go after eggs, too, you frown, the rusty cogs in your brain spinning at full-speed! Why would they wanna risk getting pummeled by mom? And how would they hide ‘em? They smell <span class="mu-i">GRODY!</span>
“More common than ya’ think…” Volka sighs as her tail gives the ground a good smack, “Like I said earlier, Slavers love Skogs an’ Molegs… an’ Chytree and Veeti if you’re lookin’ for natural magic affinity,” she explains as she paces around outside the house, “But taming ‘em? No small feat.”
Wait a sec, what’s a Veeti?
“Small, sassy, know their way around a spell or two.” Tzah-Tzie helpfully answers!
“You might meet one tonight at the Lamplighter Meeting! Bila’s an institution!” Smiles the Skog before falling back into her detective persona, “Anywho, nowadays it’s just easier to snatch up an’ egg clutch or two and cultivate ‘em. Teach a Moleg they’re property when they’re young, and well…” She pauses, letting out a drawn-out sigh. “Ya’ breed the fight right out of ‘em, Rook.”
Well <span class="mu-i">shit</span>, you groan, then you’ve gotta track those eggs down <span class="mu-i">fast</span>! She said it happened last night, right?
“Yea…” Volka nods, biting her lip with worry, “But someone <span class="mu-i">had</span> to have noticed something!”
“You’re never alone in the Rags…” Adds TT with a sagely nod, “And friendly folk are few and far between… gangs, thieves, they all like to play around here, Ant.”
Yea, you noticed… Stretching your legs, you decide to…
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