The Owl House: Tales Of The Wolfmare

Wanted

"Hey, did you hear about the beast that wiped out an entire town?"

"What? The Clawthorne sister?"

"No, the Guardian of Belos."

"The pet of The Emperor?"

"Yes, the nightmare itself."

"I haven't heard anything about it. Why do you ask?"

"Well... I heard that it escaped the castle a few weeks back and caused an entire town to blare up in flames."

"The Emporers pet? Seriously? It snapped and ran wild?"

"It appears so. And the most interesting thing that has been told about the creature? It was seen using wild magic as it attacked some guards. Emporer Belos sent out wanted posters for its capture. Whoever catches it alive and takes it back to Emperor Belos will immediately become part of his coven! No questions asked!"

"What an honor that would be. I wonder where it could be now?"

A cloaked figure sat at a table, the black cloak covering everything on them as they took a sip of their koffee. The mysterious individual would sigh as they sat there, listening to the witches and demons gossip among themselves about such a beast. The hidden figure would scoff, as they left some snail coins on the table while getting up. These rumors were being spread around like wild fire. Looking around, they started heading down into the town, walking as they held onto their right side. Gripping the fabric. Some guards would be chatting near them as they passed.

The guards didn't seem to care about the person; after all, many people in cloaks traveled around the Isles, so it wasn't suspicious to them at the current moment. The shadowed person would walk, soon the scene changing from homes and small-time shops to markets and stalls. One stall that stood out peeked interest in the concealed person as they went up to it. The sign spelled out Human Collectibles as the person started to browse. They looked at all the wears and items displayed, studying the stuff before a voice spoke up.

"Welcome to the Human Collectibles stand! Where you can find any and everything you need to succeed in life! How can I help you dear costumer?" The figure looked up only slightly to who spoke, only to see a familiar face. In front of them was a woman looking to be in her forties. Her hair was greyed out with light grey stripes on each side of her head, the irises of her eyes a bold gold color, along with the stray snaggled tooth that hung outside of her mouth.

The woman had a gold gem on her chest, seemingly connected to her as her dress looked torn and worn out. The cloaked person would reply, their voice soft but kind, sounding, feminine even. "Do you have any packed human foods that are available?" The somewhat old woman would raise an eyebrow at the cloaked figure before smiling. "Ah, Mayra. My favorite customer on the Isles. As mysterious as ever I see."

The figure named Mayra would sigh, lifting her head only to show her mouth as she spoke. "Hello, Eda. You're looking as foxy as ever. You have the supplies?" The older women would nod. Going into her tent for only a moment before coming out with a bag of supplies.

Old pastries and some ramen cups were stashed in the bag as the lady smiled. "These weren't easy to get," Eda stated. Mayra would bow slightly, putting down some snail shell coins as the bag was given to her. "I know. I thank you for your time in retrieving these. I appreciate it."

The old woman would smile, waving her hand with a pah sound as she wrapped an arm around the cloaked girl's shoulders, bringing her close, or at least as close as she could with a table between them. "Anything for my number one customer!" She said. Mayra would only bow again, uncomfortable as she took the women's arm and gently pulled it off. Once the woman straightened herself, she put the coins into a small bag she had. It was obvious by the sight of these two that the cloaked figure was way smaller than the older woman.