Alain finished skinning the rabbit and then speared it with a stick. He reached over and balanced it above the glowing coals of a cookfire. He sat back against a log, waiting for the rabbit to roast. Imoen sat on the opposite side of the fire, re-stringing her short bow with fresh cord.
"Why do I always have to skin the rabbits?," Alain asked.
"How many times have you managed to take down a rabbit with those darts?" Imoen replied.
"Hmm," Alain pondered. "I guess you have a point there."
The sat in silence for a while, listening to the rabbit sizzle over the fire.
"Alain," Imoen asked after a time. "Why do you think Gorion wanted to leave Candlekeep?"
"He said that we were in danger, but not much more." Alain thought for a moment. "It was the day after we caused all that commotion in the Candlekeep Inn."
"Do you really think it was our pranks that put us in danger?" Imoen said.
"I don't know." Alain thought for a moment. "That might have been part of it. We certainly did scare the pants off Firebead with those rats. And that uppity noble couple. You would have thought we had unleashed wyverns in there, what with all the screaming."
Imoen laughed at the memory. "That was a good one. But... I've been thinking, Alain. There is no way that anyone would care about our pranks enough to put a bounty on your head. Or to have killed Gorion. Something else must be going on. Maybe multiple somethings."
"I've been thinking about it too," Alain turned the rabbit again. "I can't imagine why anyone would have wanted to kill Gorion. He was always hanging out in the Candlekeep library, studying old books. And I have no idea why anyone would want to kill me. I can cast a couple of spells, but I'm not dangerous. I'm an orphan. I have no money. I'm homeless. All I have is you."
Imoen looked up at Alain across the fire. Their eyes met for a moment before she stuck her tongue out and grinned.
"Well, then, aren't you the lucky one!" She pulled the rabbit off the fire and took a bite.
"Although, without money to stay at an inn," she said while chewing," I might have to resort to letting a rat or two loose in
your bedroll for entertainment from now on."
Alain laughed out loud.
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