Game: Meese, oh my!

As some of you decline the coin and others promise their help, you see as if a tremendous weight has been lifted from the gnome "Thank the Maker, perhaps my luck has finally turned around." he turns and looks way up at Bragg "Meese are tiny, I'd reckon you could fit about five to ten in your hand comfortably...but that's the thing, no one saw what the predator was or if it is even a singular being. The only account was the last tour left horrified, telling there was meese strewn about the island completely drained of their life; an empty husk of death."

"I guess in terms that they're both rodents, yes." He pads the various pockets on him and produces a small notebook, quickly skimming through the pages before stopping and turning it to show "That is a meese, they were the only ones on the island until recently; hence the name 'Meese Island'."

Ovlet turns to Bragg "I'm sorry if I mislead you but I will not be accompanying you to the island. The description alone of what happened to those poor meese makes my stomach churn, I don't think I'd be able to handle seeing them. The normal tour guide captain will be sailing you over there; Captain Caespen. Though I doubt he'll accompany you on the island, just sail you over there and await for your return."

Ovlet seems to uncomfortably ignore Kithri's descriptive metaphor and addresses Wendealynn "It should be the only boat docked, it is the only boat allowed to and from Meese Island. Just show him the paper or tell him Ovlet sent you, he'll know what it is for." With the weight lifted his eyes seem to hang even lower, as if, he feels comfortable enough to not be constantly awake "I, I need to sleep. Please end this blight on the poor meese population."