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Trickster's Champion

The animals complained of a girl who smelled of rot wine and dirt. Rick got much more information from felines then any other animal. The spell had been so strong in the caravan that Rota had not smelled a thing.
 
Rick ased man of them where the smell was coming from the most around town, hoping to find a location for sleep.
 
Rick didnt think that was where she was staying... just the highest concentration of sleeping people. However Rick did go to the inn with the play to break into every room and look at the people residing there.
 
Rota hopped off and went to looking but with her nose if this girl smelled that bad she should be able to get a wiff. She smelled the bottom of doors and was hit with nausia at one she stumbled and fell her legs giving out.
 
Rick leaned down and wrapped his arms around her, "Good job.." He whispered to her. "Go back up... sit and wait. I'll be back." He told her. He got her away from the door and set her back on the stairs.
 
"Thanks. Just stay here. I'll take care of it." Rick said. He woundered why he didn't smell it. He thought he was able to smell as good as, if not better then animals.
 
Oddly he didn't smell anything untill he opened the door, that was conveniantly unlocked. then the smell hit him thick nauseating smell of death and decay. There was magic stopping the smell from leaking but animals could still smell it.
 
Rick couldn't cover his nose, but the mask helped clean the air for him slightly so it wasn't as powerful, however he could still smell the remnants. Rick started to slowly and quietly walk further into the room, keeping an eye out for the little girl. He had a feeling by this point... she was possibly undead.
 
There was a corpse on the bed soaked in alcohol and the skull was caved in. This girl was defenitly dead. The steanch only grew the closer he got she was long dead possibly a few weeks.
 
Rick approached slowly, looking over the body. What the hell did he just walk into? But this girl... looked just like the girl who had the staff.... Just.. not alive. "Rota, go fine Kerith." Rick called out to her, "Bring him here." He got down and looked under the bed to see if he could find any valuable.
 
The room was devoid of much the bed had the stains of decay and under the bed was the remniants of bottles of beer and ale. Rota yipped and ran off to find the fox man.
 
Rick sat back up and looked the body over. He was no expert.. he killed.. not figure how things got killed.
 
"Look familiar?" Rick said pointing to the girls body. It was their culprit. "She's been dead a few days.. if not at least a week..." Rick walked around a bit, "And we just saw her with the staff... something fishy is happening."
 
"Yes," Kreith said though the smell was aweful. "I wonder... who killed her maybe we should ask who rented this room and for how long,"
 

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