It’s been near weeks since the incident with that one... malicious yordle that had stirred things up, and yet working around the stables it seemed that nothing really changed, well except for the fact trubus was leaving for greater times now than for visits.
within the town he was rampaging through Gricket had no other choice than to use his ability to commune with some more feral beasts to break into trubus’s mind. which was something that was taboo to the dragon, he had him under a spell like compulsion that only let up when trubus was back to normal, though they still had not talked about the incident.
though through some strange means the people that were hurt in the town were miraculously minimal. many remember getting burned, slashed or worse! But something was lingering in the air, a dull sort of miasma that was thick and hard to breath. whenever thinking about it the yordle that met him at his campsite flashed into his mind. he had to work on forgetting that one, he was gone afterall... or... no
Gricket continued his work for the day, the canines were not going to feed themselves.
