((before I start Id like to say sorry for any spelling nightmares I might have mad here. And also this is meant to put my character in a spot were he could take part in the action in the current story. But I couldn’t enter it directly because every one seems to be bottle necked in the library right now. Just one more note: make this interesting, make old Trascker the ferret have to really work to get in.))
He’d been searching for about a month now and had found no trace of the fabled Abby that he had heard such motivating stories about. So “motivating” in fact that it had “motivated” him right out of the low class mob that called its self a horde that he had been a part of. The only thing he regretted was that such spontaneous actions usually don’t “motivate” you to do the all to necessary things, like find out were the place you’re so “motivated” about is before you leave from the only source of directions you might ever have. In fact the closest thing to a lead to its location he had so far was the cries of “help he’s trying to kill me” and the like from any good beast he asked.
Currently he was almost out of provisions, in the middle the woods… again! And was really quit far beyond giving up hope. When from between the trees he spied something odd. Something very big and very red. He quickened his pace a little not really believing that any thing would come of it yet. As he rounded the corner he was almost knocked over by the sight of one of the biggest reddest buildings he had ever seen! After the shock wore for off he began to talk it out with himself: “ well from the whole three sentences of description my “informant” gave me this look like the place. I didn’t even quiet catch the color, but I think this qualifies as “unique”, as he said.” As he starred at red walls of the building he thought aloud: “you know when you think about it, the color red isn’t that inviting. I can think a thousand “reasons” to just walk away that could be waiting for me in there bearing sword and fire. Come to think of it those walls my not have been red before the last visitors yeey! Why do and how do I come up with things like that! Seriously.” As he continued to think aloud, maybe little too loud somebeast on the wall took notice of him.
((hint, hint, nudj, nudj, wink, wink. ;)))