March 20, 3009
The Silver Expeditioners are nearly out of Rattlesnake Canyon. They set up camp in the lower eastern region of the canyon near a village in the upper region known as "Scales Village". Two strangers who are dressed in stealthy black outfits. They are staking out the Silver Expeditioner's campsite from the upper cliff.
Stranger 1: (Rubs his hands together). What a score! Look how many chumps are in that one campsite.
Stranger 2: (Clubs him on the head) Would you be quiet, Ty. They'll hear us.
Ty: Don't worry, Franny. They're fast asleep like a baby.
Franny: You moron, look closer.
Ty: (Closes his eyes to sense their presence). What are you on about… Shit they got a lookout.
Franny: (Facepalms) For someone who can sense all kinds of energy… You sure are dense.
Ty: Franny, would you be a dear and grab my walking staff.
Franny: (Sighs) Fine, but why don't ya call it as it is: a beat up stick.
Ty: How dare you insult my staff, it is my lifelong partner. An adversary to support my journey of becoming a rich prophet and giving money to my sick grandmama-
Franny throws the stick at Ty.
Ty: (Rubs his head). Ouch, why do you always gotta be so cruel.
Franny: Quit being a whiny bitch and let's come up with a plan to deal with our little nuisance down there.
Ty: Why don't ya divert him. Play the damsel in distress if you will.
Franny: (Rolls her eyes) The only damsel here is you Ty.
Ty: I always need to be the thief with my unique gift.
Franny: How bout I just mess 'em up instead of this cat and mouse routine?
Ty: You're such a brute. Can you just trust me for once?
Franny: Fine, I guess there are a lot of 'em to fight against. Plus, you're useless in a fight.
Ty: We both have our strengths… I am the brains of the operation after all. You happen to fit the brawn role.
Franny: I'm more of the brains and the brawn. You're the idiot that tags along.
Ty: In that case, you handle this on your own. Let's see how well that goes for you.
Franny: Come on, two heads are better than one. Let's just cut the nonsense and I'll handle our little night owl with a different kinda distraction.
Ty: That was a quick change of heart.
Franny stands up after crouching for a while.
Franny: Don't make this worse for us, Ty.
Ty: What kind of distraction?
Franny: I will charm him of course.
Ty: He'd be a fool to fall for you, given your unattractive personality. Plus you're approaching thirty. I predict wrinkles in your complexion-
Franny: If you value your life you will not finish that sentence.
Ty: Jeez, I was only kiddin'.
Franny checks her pockets.
Franny: Wait. Did you steal my hair tie again?! Ty, you snake!
Ty: (Smirks) Gotta keep track of your belongings, hun.
Franny reaches out her hand in Ty's face. Ty takes the hair tie out of his shiny, medium length orange hair.
Franny: Get your own damn hair accessories!
She puts her long black hair in a ponytail.
Franny: Let's get this over with…
Meanwhile…
Isra is entranced to each page of his mystery novel. He slightly jumps at a rustling noise from a bush.
Franny: (Softly spoken) Hey there.
Isra: Who are you?
Franny: Oh, me. My name is Julia. Who might you be, handsome?
Isra: Uhhhh… Roco.
Franny brushes off his awkward personality.
Franny: What brings ya to the canyon anyways?
Isra: Shhh. My friends are sleeping, keep your voice down.
Franny: (Slightly irritated, she thinks to herself: did he just shush me?). Oh, my apologies.
Isra: The hell do you want, lady?
Franny: (Loses her temper) How dare you speak like that to me! Call me Franny!
Isra: I thought your name was Julia-
Franny: (Nervously) Uhhh yes but my friends call me Franny.
Isra: What kinda nickname is that for Julia? Make it make sense.
Franny: What's with the interrogation here!
Isra: Ya appeared outta nowhere and still haven't explained-
Silva walks out of his tent.
Silva: What's all this about?
Franny: (Terrified) Oh hey.
Isra: This lady is acting sketchy.
Franny: No, I was just welcoming you strangers to the village near the canyon.
Isra: (Raises his eyebrow) Correct me if I'm wrong, isn't this village full of thieves?
Franny: Thieves are everywhere. That reputation is outdated anyways.
Alisah comes out of her tent to chime in.
Alisah: I heard you all from my tent. Hello, miss.
Franny's judgmental eyes immediately fixate on Alisah. She catches herself after a few seconds and grins.
Franny: Hi.
Alisah: I do not know for certain her intentions. I will ask this: What kind of thief would directly approach the people she plans to steal from?
Silva: Yeah, you'd have to be a complete moron to do that, especially with such a large group of people camping in one area.
Franny: Right? I wouldn't be so foolish to do that-
Alisah: (Looks Franny dead in the eyes). Unless you are working with someone else and you are a distraction for the true thief.
Salv comes out of his tent.
Salv: Come now, madame. Let's assume her intentions are good for now. Would you like to have a seat and perhaps we can chat over tea-
Franny: WOULD LOVE THAT! (She thinks to herself: Great another idiot to deal with).
Salv: Wonderful. Isra would you mind grabbing the kettle from my bag?
Isra: (Frowns) Sure.
Salv: Silva, please start a fire for us my friend.
Silva: Right on!
Silva starts the fire, then puts his coat in his tent near a sleeping Oro. He comes back to socialize with his friends. Alisah approaches Franny and puts her hand on Franny's shoulder.
Alisah: (Smiles) If you betray our trust, l will personally make certain that you deeply regret that decision.
Silva and Salv look at each other with immense fear of Alisah's threat.
Franny takes Alisah's hand off her shoulder.
Franny: Good to know. (She thinks to herself: The nerve of that wench).
The Silver Expeditioners sit by the fire and chat with their new "friend". Ty quietly walks with his guide stick towards where he senses inherited items.
Ty: Hmm, I guess I should start with the most powerful source.
He evaluates the contents of each tent without stepping a foot in any of them.
Ty: (Thinks to himself: No… not this one… this one isn't it either… What about… Yes this is the one! Shit, there is something else inside of that tent. What is it? Oh, just great. A mangy mutt sleeping beside it. Just my luck).