Na Gurnaidh Dragons - Jonah Quinn, PI
Faerie sprite eyewitnesses - aren't. When I heard what CindyLou Who had to say, I knew I had to get involved. A person's a person, no matter how small, after all, and we can't let any persons, little or small, be taken away by any person at all.
Aaaarrrrghhh!
Sorry about that. I talked to Cindy Lou for more than an hour yesterday, trying to pin her down ... to get her to describe the person she saw who was capturing her companions. All she would say was that he was a "biggar" and that all biggars look alike. So I asked her to take me to where she had seen him. I got Mana and a couple of others of the Peter Pan Brigade to come with me - I had this idea that they might be able to sniff for clues. BIG mistake. I was informed, in no uncertain terms ... without any words, mind you ... that they were dragons NOT bloodhounds. However, as it turned out, Mgr Ki had sent to borrow some hunting hounds from the local Hunt and they showed up while we were there. For all the good it did. They managed to follow the scent easily enough until we got to the road, then they lost it. I don't even know if the miscreant was heading in or out of the Valley. And CindyLou Who couldn't even tell if it's a man or a woman.
But I'm not giving up. I *will* find this mook - or my name isn't Sherlock Holmes!
Aaaarrrrghhh!
Sorry about that. I talked to Cindy Lou for more than an hour yesterday, trying to pin her down ... to get her to describe the person she saw who was capturing her companions. All she would say was that he was a "biggar" and that all biggars look alike. So I asked her to take me to where she had seen him. I got Mana and a couple of others of the Peter Pan Brigade to come with me - I had this idea that they might be able to sniff for clues. BIG mistake. I was informed, in no uncertain terms ... without any words, mind you ... that they were dragons NOT bloodhounds. However, as it turned out, Mgr Ki had sent to borrow some hunting hounds from the local Hunt and they showed up while we were there. For all the good it did. They managed to follow the scent easily enough until we got to the road, then they lost it. I don't even know if the miscreant was heading in or out of the Valley. And CindyLou Who couldn't even tell if it's a man or a woman.
But I'm not giving up. I *will* find this mook - or my name isn't Sherlock Holmes!