
[PROMPT DAY 2]
Just when you thought things were gonna go well, right?! Well this should be an easy fix; just get the ring from the weasel! For this day draw/write about your party helping Briceus hunt down the weasel and return the ring!

To-Do wrote:(storing elsewhere)

"Oh goodness, oh me its just! Ah how could this have happened!" He sounds frantic and barely pauses for a breath as he scrambles after the weasel. "My ring! My ring is gone oh dear how could I ever go talk to them without my lucky ring?! Everything will just fall apart, no no, I can't. Not without my ring to bring me luck!" Oh boy, is this kid ever gonna get a date?
I've got this. You'd said, but you were suddenly feeling a lot less confident now that you actually went after the little weasel─quite literally.
The place is very crowded, and you're having a hard time getting around without bumping into other people or into tables. You're a little frustrated to say the least, but, you did make a promise to get the ring back, so you have to go through with this even if it frustrates you to no end.
Come on, think. If you were a weasel, where would you be? What would lure you out?
You're absolutely stumped, until you happen to look over and spot a feathery object poking out from behind the counter. You immediately head straight for it and nick it off the wall, getting a better look at it now that you can see it fully. It's a fluffy pink feather duster, the material light and soft to the touch. If you remember correctly...
Weasels like fluffy things.
You pluck off a few tufts from the feather duster and conceal them in your hand, then put the duster back gently. You turn towards the room again and start to look for a trail. Surely, the creature must have left something behind...
Aha. There we are. A bit of fur, trapped under the leg of a chair. Poor thing must've gotten stuck for a moment. You follow the direction the hair went in, and find another, much shorter and smaller piece farther up ahead, going towards a hole in the wall. You can only wonder who might be inside.
Carefully bending down to place the tuft of the feather duster in front of the hole, you step back and take a seat at the counter, deciding not to push the weasel to come out but to wait it out instead. Patience is key to things such as these, and rushing wouldn't work on the little trickster hiding away inside the walls.
Minutes passed with no sign of the weasel, but you remained at her seat, waiting still. More time passed─almost an hour or so if you had to guess─and it was then that you saw the slightest bit of a tiny, fuzzy muzzle poking out from the hole. You gesture for your associates to come up from behind the weasel and grab it.
When the weasel finally emerges, the two leap at it immediately. Wiyby slips up and misses it, but Margaret manages to snag it just barely and get a grip on it. The ring you were looking for sits daintily between its paws. You pluck it out of its paws and turn to find the poor lad who owned the ring. When you walk over to him, his mood seems to pick up a bit, but he still looks flustered and a bit embarrassed. You hand him the ring, and decided to let fate deal with the rest.
For now, you'd like to rest.

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