Flummoxed, the guards cast looks to each other as if silently asking whether they should try pursuing the quick and highly mobile hare, or even whether they really want to bother with this notorious problem-causer. In the end, they unanimously decide to mobilize, splitting up to head down different avenues in hopes of predicting where the Puca might go.
The Dragon leaves it to them, wanting to deal with a Cwyld-infested Monster even less than they do. Playing the bagpipes...? That sounds like some kind of euphemism for...
No. He's going to blot that thought out. Soren inspects himself for any signs of infection, sniffing his arms and glancing at his extremities. If there is anything he can do at all from here, he figures there is one person among all of them who should be notified of this odd and sudden fascination with the Cwyld.
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Flummoxed, the guards cast looks to each other as if silently asking whether they should try pursuing the quick and highly mobile hare, or even whether they really want to bother with this notorious problem-causer. In the end, they unanimously decide to mobilize, splitting up to head down different avenues in hopes of predicting where the Puca might go.
The Dragon leaves it to them, wanting to deal with a Cwyld-infested Monster even less than they do. Playing the bagpipes...? That sounds like some kind of euphemism for...
No. He's going to blot that thought out. Soren inspects himself for any signs of infection, sniffing his arms and glancing at his extremities. If there is anything he can do at all from here, he figures there is one person among all of them who should be notified of this odd and sudden fascination with the Cwyld.
In a matter of minutes, he reluctantly texts Mettaton's apparent fiancé about this encounter.]