Sunlight streamed into the Greenhaven dining room as the young Heroes of Erdas were having breakfast. Various voices erupted all throughout the room, many of them filled with sleepiness. Now that Erdas had been healing more and more ever since the Oathbound conflict, civilians had begun to trust the Greencloaks. This meant that the Greencloaks could finally start moving back towards their original purpose of helping the public, which also meant much more work. Even young Greencloaks like the Heroes of Erdas weren't spared from it. In fact, saving the world multiple times made them seem like even better candidates for missions. In fact, 2 of the young heroes were assigned to a patrol that day.
"Ughhh. Patrols are always so boringggg!", Rollan groaned, folding his arms behind his head. "Usually nothing even happens so what's the point?"
"Not to mention, you'll be my only company for hours.", Abeke muttered.
"Tsk tsk. I expected you guys to be more enthusiastic about your Greencloak duties." Meilin shook her head.
"Well you try spending all day in some random town looking for invisible outlaws!", Rollan shot back.
Conor was not paying attention to the argument and was instead putting all of his energy into not being coerced by Briggan's pitiable gaze. The wolf glanced at Conor's breakfast, and back to him with an intense cobalt blue stare.
"Come on Briggan...", Conor ruffled the wolf's fur. You're making me feel guilty."
This must have been Briggan's intention because his eyes widened even more and he began to whine softly.
Conor's heart seemed to finally melt at the sight of Briggan's begging and he ended up tossing an entire roll to him.
"You can be really manipulative, you know?" Conor shook his head as he watched Briggan jovially scarf down the roll in mere seconds. "So where are you guys keeping watch anyway?"
"Apparently there's been a string of raids in a town about a couple of hours from here..." Abeke furrowed her brow. "I feel terrible for the citizens. But really, what are the chances that we'll actually find those criminals today?"
"Seeeeee? That's why it's a waste of time!", Rollan whined.
Noticing Rollan's complaining from across the room, Maya sauntered over to their table.
"Hey, were you assigned to patrol in Cirrus Burgh?"
"Ah, that's what it was called! Yeah, Abeke was too. Why do you ask?" Rollan waited to see if Maya had anything important to share.
"I was there just a couple days ago.", the older Greencloak murmured. "We didn't find anything or anyone, but the people there seem really scared for their village... It might not be the most interesting thing to do, but give this mission your all for their sake at least."
Rollan's cheeks colored slightly. He wasn't sure if it was a lecture or not, but he began to feel guilty for not taking it seriously. He wasn't sure exactly how to respond, and instead his mouth kept on opening and closing as if he was some sort of stupid fish.
Fortunately, Abeke had it covered. "We'll do our best. Rollan and I give you our word." she said with a smile.
Maya grinned back, giving Rollan a rather violent noogie. "I know you guys will. No matter how nonchalant you might act, it's always obvious that you really care."
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The Annual Greenhaven Ball and the Shenanigans Surrounding It
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