*maggot wrinkles his goblin nose whenever he goes by this house, but never seams to make any big deal of it*
"Stupid humies..."

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Plays-
Maggot Bucktooth (Retired)
Giando Paladrious (Retired)

A piece of the night rises with the morning as a man in dark robes exits the house every morning, quietly moving through the streets with his gaze toward the ground.

None take notice, for the moment, so the sounds can be heard again the next night.

Walking past the house at night Nerrek hears the delighted howling and starts to howl back at the door for several minutes before walking on. If it's a howling competition they want, they can have it!

Happening past the house one night, Crow takes notice at the odd sounds emanating from within. This being a curiosity, and Crow being of the curious sort, he finds himself a suitable hiding place to take a watch of the place. The comfort level of said hiding place is low indeed but, this is nothing new to the roguish human, as he settles in to see what might profit from this endeavor.
Thoughts of shiny golden discs spilling over the spread body of a sweetly smelling female course through the mans' mind as dawn breaks the night sky.
Crows' entertaining fantasies are whisked away as the door to the small home is cracked open and a lone figure emerges to look hastily around and then disappear quickly away.
Crow squints his eyes to attempt spotting what the figure might be, perhaps it is the one he seeks for the dark Elf maiden.
He rises slowly, allowing the blood to return into his legs once more, then, once the figure passes safely by, he makes his silent and stealthy chase.

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