บท 214: A Cry For Help

"I know this is an odd question considering the race of shifter you are, but would you happen to know someone called Crystal Fang?" Arthur tried.

"Ah, so you've met a member of the Vanishing Fang," the man exclaimed, "I've met that rascal… Met her a long time when she was still but a pup. She's a good girl. And you're right… I'm not a shifter from that clan," the man sighed, then said in a stern tone, "Find those Solaris Wyrms… then we can talk."

Arthur set his jaw and drew a sharp breath, 'Not the reaction I was expecting.'

He sighed, then started looking around for clues. The first room in the cottage was neat and simple enough, holding only a few sets of crudely crafted furniture, well-decorated with embroidered tablecloths and cushions.

The lingering smell of cinnamon told the story of a sweet breakfast… 'Grumpy has a sweet tooth,' Arthur mentally joked for a bit.