Briceus's Side Quest !! -> Day 3 CLOSED

[shinjitaro]

Username;; shinjitaro
Kalons being used;; shiro
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"A w-weasel!?" Judging by his reaction, Shiro wasn't very fond of small furry creatures, he jumped out of the seat as the weasel had taken the ring. "..." But after seeing the worried look on Briceus' face, he toughened up as he realized that the ring meant a lot to the kalon. Briceus was on the job after all. "I'll get the ring for you ... I'll hurry while the weasel is still in the tavern."

Shiro stood up and eyed the surrounding tables, the weasel couldn't have gotten to far in just a few moments. "Hm.." With all the noise in the tavern already, it was impossible to find the thieving animal by just listening for it.

Shiro decided the best way to find it was diving under a table and find out where it was hiding. So by kneeling down, Shiro now scanned the floor around with a better view, sure enough the long and slender weasel could be seen right across from him. "Here goes..." Shiro stood up and with quiet steps approached the other table, then abruptly lunged at the weasel. He wasn't able to grab it, but by scaring the critter, the ring it had looted fell to the floor.

"I got it! Here's your ring." Shiro presented what he retrieved to Briceus with a grin.

[found.]

Username;; ❤ Rosette ❤
Kalons being used;; Adeline
Quest response;;

▶ Stay and help the lad
▷ Leave him and return to your party

Adeline can't help but give a little roll of her eyes- the poor bloke. "I suppose," she starts, rubbing her face with a sigh, "I suppose I could stick around and help you." Her voice, despite her efforts, carries a regretful and somewhat irritated tone.
"Thank you," breathes the innkeeper, his gaze locked on the handsome stranger only a few paces away. He sighs dreamily and fingers the bare spot on his finger where the ring once was. "There's some honey in the back, if you think it'll help you catch that pesky thing," he adds quietly. "And hurry! There's no telling when they're going to leave!" He seems incredibly flustered.
Adeline ignores the last bit and contemplates the effectiveness of honey on a weasel. Aren't they carnivores?

▷ Head to grab some honey anyway
▶ Ignore the innkeeper's suggestion and follow where the weasel went

The bar itself is dimly lit, with a thick shroud of cigar smoke immersing everything in sight. Adeline stifles a cough as a wave of rancid alcohol pervades her senses. She grows dizzy with the fumes, but only for a moment, and quickly gets ahold of herself.
God, she thinks. Keep it together, Adeline.

Suddenly, she notices a flash of brown along a shelf, loaded with bottles of gin. It waves through the glass, its image distorted as it slips between curves of amber and green. It then launches itself into a gap in the floor, presumably where a few floorboards had rotted away.

▷ Run over there!
▶ Investigate, but slowly.

Adeline's eyes narrow with concentration as she makes her way over to the hole. She crouches, noticing a distinctly musty scent, and slithers closer and closer to the weasel's home.

Then, ah, she was there. Peering right over the lip of the chasm, gagging over the smell. What on earth has he dragged in there?
Adeline pauses, on the edge of its hole, pondering on how she could lure out the creature. She drums her hands thoughtfully on the wood.

Suddenly - an idea! Adeline tugs off an earring and sets it down by the weasel's hole. She then scuttles back a few feet and proceeds to wait.

And wait...
and wait.

Until Adeline seriously considers defeat to be a reality. She stands, disappointed in her lack of ability, and goes to retrieve the earring when-
the creature pops up out of the hole and proceeds to hastily grab the earring.

▶ Grab the weasel!
▷ Attempt to reason with it.

The weasel tries to leap away, but unfortunately for it, is not fast enough. Adeline shouts triumphantly, and then in pain, as the wriggly little thing had just bitten her. She notices the innkeeper's ring slipped onto its tail and promptly collects it. She bends down to grab her earring, as well, and once both objects were secured, she plops the weasel back on the ground.

It gives her a menacing, angry hiss and moments later, disappears into the ground. So much for making a new friend.
She fiddles with the innkeeper's ring for a moment, wondering if it was real gold.

▶ Return the ring
▷ Steal it!

Adeline brushes the thought away and plods over to the counter. She drops the ring onto the varnished surface, much to the innkeeper's immediate delight. "Thank you!" he says, slipping the ring back onto a pale finger. "I was so worried for a moment, there!"

"It was no problem, mate," Adeline replies, shrugging half-heartedly. She offers up a hand and stares mischeviously at him. "I do believe you promised me some gems, though."

[Mima]

Username;; mima
Kalons being used;; nameless mostly, the whole party is there but not doing anything.
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Though always ready to leap into action, Nameless wasn’t so sure he was ready to leap into action against a… weasel. Ferret? He wasn’t all too sure- something polecatty.

His eyes gleamed as they caught the glint of the ring, paws springing into action shortly after. Soon nothing more than a streak of black, red, and eyes darting after the tiny animal, his footfalls nearly disappeared as he went into “go real fast” mode. This, of course, meant staying airborne as long as possible with only a few touches to the ground every so often. Just like a housecat, really.

Still, the weasel was a force to be reckoned with. Sensing the danger in the situation, it ducked into a tiny hole under one of the walls. Nameless ground to a screeching halt, barely avoiding planting his face directly into the boards. No good. Just as quickly as he had started up, he bolted out the door. That weasel had to be going somewhere, and if it was the only thing capable of getting his new friends a drink, he would do his damnedest to catch the thing.

But once he was outside, he found himself a bit baffled. In the dim overcast, everything started to look grey. Nameless slowed. Sniffed the ground a bit. Tracking criminals was much easier than tracking a rogue mustelid with a fancy for jewelry. But eventually, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted that glittering movement again. And again, he sprung directly at the offending weasel, landing a couple inches in front of it in one bound.

The little animal hissed at his presence, pulling the ring closer to it. This seemed to be its nest, right by the inn. Huh. ”Give that back.” He commanded, holding out a paw. Unfortunately weasels cannot talk. It just chirped something at him in whatever language weasels use. He proceeded with an attempt at prying the ring from its little weaselly jaws, but that clearly wasn’t working. Instead, he glanced around the little den the weasel had. Though there was a ton of various useless stuff within (the term “ferret away” came from somewhere, after all), he noted a distinct lack of shiny things. Strange. And there were marks all over the place, as if things had been stolen.

Ah. That must have been the work of those gremlins from earlier. He paused to think.

”A trade.” Nameless offered quickly, pulling a few of the fake gems the shopkeeper had given him from his cloak. Even if they weren’t worth anything, they sure were shiny. And the weasel seemed to glean this immediately. Hesitantly it stepped forward. Paused a moment to think. Then, at last, it set down the ring, snatching up the gems in return. Nameless didn’t wait around long before snagging the ring himself, holding it up to inspect.

No damage. Just some weasel drool. Good.

A couple of fake gems lighter, he made his way back inside the inn.


[497 words]

[~Soul~]

Username: ~Soul~
Link to Prompt 1

Celestia's eyes shot wide open as she saw a little weasel come from no where and scurry over to the poor barkeeper and snatch something shiny. She was in mid drink when all of this happen and almost chocked as she sat the glass down. The bar keep was devastated and seem to kinda chase the weasel around. Where on earth did a weasel even come from in the first place. She was practically bewildered and with that looked around, she was good at thinking on her toes but this was something she never had to do. She frantically looked around found a little bucket behind the bar among other things. Poping up from the back of the counter she could see people being frantic and trying to catch or even beat up the little weasel that has the ring in its mouth. Celestia jumped over the counts and locked her eyes on the target. She watched as it jumped over tables, under chairs and all around. She braced herself and as the weasel started heading her way she crouched and before it could turn and evade her she placed the bucket down and swooped it up into the bucket and then grabbed a towel. She cover the opening of the bucket with the towel in hopes it would escape and let out a sigh of relief. Everyone cheers and some grumbled, but Celestia was just happy to have catches the little guy before harm came his way. Peeking into the bucket the little guy was shaken and curled into a little ball. She reached in and picked him up and put the bucket down. The weasel tucked itself into the side of her neck and dropped the ring. Celestia was able to grab it mid air and with that walked over to the bar keep and kinda giggled "Here you are pal, one Lucky ring for a lucky guy!" and dropped it into the palm of his hand and then petted the weasel.

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[Fernathy]

Username;; Fernathy
Kalons being used;; Namine, Lune
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"You're... kidding right." Breathed Lune to herself. She cast a look over to Namine from across the table who wore just as grim of an expression. What odds! "What do we do?" Lune stared down at the ground. What should they do?

Namine's expression slipped into one of determination. "I've got this." She declared resolutely. This prompted both Lune and Briceus to look over in her direction, hopefully. Her tone contained such power, so surely she must have thought of a solution.

The two watched with hopeful eyes as she slid onto all fours and hunted for the weasel. The tavern wasn't a large one, just a quaint little establishment so it wasn't too terribly hard to find the weasel. It must have thought it was slick, scampering off behind one of the kegs.

"Ah, Mr. Weasel! Might I have a moment of your time?" she declared, speaking directly to the creature. It stared at her with wide eyes, motionless. Confused, probably. Ring in it's maw and all. The kalons over yonder could only stare astounded at the display. The purple kalon hunched over... rationalizing with a weasel. Joy.

"Ah, yes, yes, but first... a drink!" She took a claw and carved a small notch into the side of the keg beside them, causing it's contents to slowly pour upon the floor. At that, Briceus' expression became one of horror, eyes widened at the property damage that had just occurred. The weasel, however, looked delighted. It immediately set the ring aside in favor of the liquid that spilled from the keg and began lapping it up gleefully.

Namine watched the weasel with a sly expression, admiring her handywork before continuing. "Well, you see, Mr. Weasel... you appeared to have taken an item that belongs to my friend of mine, which is a really terrible thing! I kindly ask that you return it."

These words were completely ignored by the weasel, far too interested in the keg than what Namine had to say. All according to plan, of course. With the weasel distracted, she carefully extended her paw in the weasel's direction, and swiftly nabbed the ring from beside the creature. Which, too, went unnoticed by the weasel, still gorging itself on the contents of the keg.

"Thank you for your patronage!" she chirped, triumphantly. Leaving the weasel to it's devices, she rose from the ground, and dusted the dirt off of her pelt before sauntering over to a still astounded Bri, slipping the sticky, liquor and weasel saliva covered ring into his hand.

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[sugarsticks]

Username;; sugarsticks
Kalons being used;; delta
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Delta sprung after the weasel, dashing between chairs, carefully trying to grab hold of the pest. It slithered and slipped through small openings, making it more than difficult to grasp the rodent. she continued to give chase, the small little thing putting up a fight as they raced through the inn. she muttered to herself, the small rodent trying to sneak into holes, and she finally grasped it, but it slipped from her grip, making her more frustrated. she was so happy for the kalon, finally convincing him to walk up and say hello, and this little pest comes up and ruins everything.

she knocked over a chair, her fluffy fur puffed out in anger. she felt like a giant fireball of annoyance, and all she wanted to do was just get rid of the rodent. she noticed the thing heading for the kitchen, which would need a tight turn, and she quickly sped up, picking up the weasel at last.

she felt as though she was to faint, and snatched the ring back, allowing the rodent to roam. she walked back, sitting down at the bar as she happily returned the ring. she gave him a thumbs up, “go get him tiger."

[furby.]

Username;; furbywiki
Kalons being used;; mandarin
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The kalon laughed as he watched the weasel take off with the ring and he laughed at Briceaus's response.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll get it back." He said, waving his hand as he took off after the small critter. He chased it around the room, knocking over chairs and drinks in the pursuit. The weasel ran under a table, ring in its mouth, and Mandarin, silly little Mandarin, dived down under it, knocking his head on the table n disturbing the couple dinning above him. He crawled out with a meaningless "Sorry," and stood still as he took in the chaos he had caused.

"Oops." Was all he could say as he scanned the room for the weasel, and upon finding the critter gone, went back to his seat at the bar. He took a sip from his drink and ignored the bewildered expression on Bri's face. "Guess you'll need to get a new ring,"

Slugging his back off his shoulders, Mandarin opened it, pulling out a ripe peach and biting into it. Juice dripped down his chin and onto the table, a disgusting sight really, but Mandarin couldn't be bothered with that. After all he spent a ton of energy trying to get the ring back! He needed to recharge. He closed his eyes as he ate, however his relaxed state was soon interrupted by a tiny pitter patter. Opening one eye, he took in the sight of the weasel, on the counter top before him. It had dropped the ring, as it stretched up to try to get a bite of the peach.

Mandarin smirked, bringing the fruit down towards the weasel as his other hand reached for the ring, quickly nabbing it as he pulled the fruit away before the weasel could get a bite. He laughed as he finished his meal and tossed the ring to Briceus with a laugh."Said I'd get it back."

[Butter Dragon]

Username;;
Butter Dragon
Kalons being used;;
Troilus & Kadence & Madison
Quest response;;

[~Static~]

Username;; ~Static~
Kalons being used;; Ada
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Ada glared over at the weasel as it snatched the ring. "Oh, come on." She groaned and reached for it, but it darted just out of her reach and her hand hit the table that had been below its feet. She lifted her arm, cursing and rubbing her sore hand, before realizing what she would have to do.

She reached into her pocket reluctantly, retrieving the chunk of bread that remained from a roll she had purchased earlier. She cast it a longing glance, her stomach rumbling, before sighing and looking for where the weasel had gone. It seemed to have scurried below a chest in the corner.

Ada walked over to the chest, looking back over her shoulder. The other members of her group were probably mingling with the crowd of kalons at the bar. She sighed, muttering that "this better be worth it", before ripping off half of the piece of bread and placing it in front of the chest. She hid around the other side of the chest, watching silently.

In front of her eyes the weasel slowly emerged, its body smoothly following its head as it left the hiding spot. Ada noticed it did not have the ring in its paws. As it picked up the bread and began to eat, Ada stretched her arm under the chest, feeling around for the ring as quietly as possible- but when her hand hit the wall, the weasel whipped around, racing back into its shelter.

Ada felt the ring and quickly grabbed it, just as the creature administered a painful bite to her arm. "Damnit," she whispered, immediately pulling the ring out and standing up. She swore under her breath as she walked back to Briceus, dropping the ring onto the counter next to him.

"Can I get something for this bite?"

[Murdoc Niccals]

Username;; Murdoc Niccals
Kalons being used;; Castor
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Castor's fur stood straight up the moment he saw that thrice-cursed weasel attack the poor bartender. Were there no animal laws in this city? How did that creature get in? He had no time for musing when he needed to put on his suspenders of disbelief!

The weasel was trying to make a daring getaway, so Catsor needed to find some way to quickly stop it, or at the very least get the ring from its mouth. His orisons were done, but he didn't have time to cast a spell.

He only had the book.

In an adrenaline-and-anger fueled decision, Castor stood up, took a few quick steps, and threw his spellbook at the ferret.

It was the only thing he could do save for trying to burn the creature, but a rapidly sailing book seemed to be something the weasel didn't expect to see. The book hit it square in the side, sending it and the ring tumbling off in the same direction. Castor made a dash for the freed ring, practically leaping to cover it with his paws.

No doubt it made quite the scene in the bar, every conversation going silent the moment the few fateful seconds happened. But upon Castor sitting up and lifting the ring up, the few patrons gave a small cheer, and one even whistled for him.

Castor gained +5 exp for defeating the Meddling Weasel!