You Can't Start a Quest Without A Tankard of Ale
The Foxxfyrre Chronicles Episode Two The Brass Cylinder You Can't Start a Quest Without A Tankard of Ale The damp chill of the alleyway was a stark contrast to the heat of the brawl they had just left behind. Foxxfyrre adjusted his cuffs, his glowing blue eyes fixed on the brass object in the wallaby's paw. "Do you mind if I look at that cylinder, Rennie?" Rennie handed it over with a grin, the intricate etchings catching the faint moonlight. "I knew you were eyeing it up when you saw that stoat put it back in his pocket. So, what is it then? A treasure map?" "Not for treasure, but it is a map," Foxxfyrre murmured, his thumb tracing the cold metal. He looked back toward the heavy oak door they had just burst through. "I'll need to talk to that old badger." He took a step toward the tavern. Rennie immediately grabbed him by the arm, halting his momentum. "You're not thinking of going back in there. The badger's probably s...
