Arad approached the moose. "You look good."
"Couldn't have afforded a better-looking mount?" Jack said, glaring at the moose. CRACK! The moose kicked Jack in the guts, sending him rolling and crashing into hay.
"Jack!" Lydia rushed to heal Jack as the moose growled. Brrrr.
Arad patted the moose's neck, "Calm down. I'm sure he didn't mean it."
"Hoy! You damned swamp donkey," Jack stood, growling, "Why did you kick me?"
The moose looked away, seeming to smile.
"Stop it, both of you," Arad sighed, "We need to get back to Aella,"
Jack stared at Arad, "Aella? What did happen to her?"
"Drank something bad," Arad replied, "She's sore enough that she almost cannot stand on her own,"
"Isn't that bad?" Jack looked a Lydia, "You better give her a look. I will go deliver the quest items to the guild."
"Quest item?" Arad looked at them.
"We were taking quests when you were out," Lydia looked at Arad and approached the moose, "Can I get up?"
"Yeah, he won't throw you down."
