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Post by Walter Grace on Sept 19, 2013 16:01:23 GMT -5
Walter flinched at the yelling- a grin spread onto his face as he laughed, a bit too loudly for his tastes. "That would be Dawn," the guard spoke, going a bit white faced himself. Dawn could be a scary guy if he wanted to. They reached the entrance, and the guard bowed to the two men before wandering off.
"Well then, this should be amusing. I haven't had to deal with anything like this before. Hopefully it's not too difficult to fix as I think it might be."
Walter smiled at Ralimis, before opening the door. Dawn was in sight, along with a squire inside a locked cell. He looked petrified. Walter quickly remembered, it was the new squire. Simon.
"I can't control Checkers' intestines! And besides, something musta scared him. He's never done that before!"
In truth the dog had. In fact, Checkers was known to shit a trail behind him if he got frightened. Some things the dog was incredibly brave for; others, not so much.
Simon turned his head as the door opened. A knight, Simon recognized as Walter. But he had no idea who the other man was. Perhaps a sage? A noble? Was he in bigger trouble now, or was he about to be saved?