[Mineal Shade]

28th of Cryxatum Era XIV PF

Mineal stood outside Ranger Cullyn’s office at the command center. Stephen had woken him earlier in the brightening to tell him that Cullyn wanted to see him. The rodenti had no idea what Master Cullyn would want with him. Nevertheless he was wrapped in his poncho and underneath the green sash that denoted him as one of Frigid River’s Rangers. He lifted a tan paw and knocked against the wooden door.

When Cullyn beckoned the mosat shuffled in and shut the door behind him. “Take a seat.” Mineal hopped up into the chair and pushed his tail off to the side of the chair. He was forced to sit close to the edge to keep from damaging his hat dangling off his back. The rodenti blinked quietly as he watched Ranger Cullyn who was looking out the window of his office. After a moment Cullyn turned around and picked up a piece of parchment. “We’ve had reports of some strange fog surrounding Magic Hollow. It hasn’t dispelled for a few brightenings. Most likely it’s just some rain clouds that made it over the mountains, but I thought it would be a good opportunity for you to get some experience.” Mineal nodded.

Ranger Cullyn laid the piece of parchment back down on his desk. “Since this is Ranger business Stephen will provide you with rations and any extra equipment you might need. As for Magic Hollow, it is not the safest of places. Just observe if the fog is natural or if something else seems to be causing it.”

Mineal nodded, “I understand.”