Rita
Ardon's pet Furrow, who seems to be intensely intrigued about the man's physique, ignored the jerky, instead, hopping on for the ride! They are known to ride their companions into battle... Or adventures! 

Meanwhile, Momo's Furrow would seem to think about it, eventually hopping on with a happy, sort of relieved chirp. It happily chewed on the grains, and they were free to do what they needed to do. 

At this point, they'd notice a Fesnyng (group) of Furrows in the distance. They weren't like your ordinary ones. No no no! They were causing havoc on the farm! They were literally eating the plants. Both of the Furrows friendly to them (the players) would audibly express their disgust to the other Furrows.
Jim
Momo would be relatively near Ardon when they spotted the Fesnyng! He notices the disgust their furrows have against the ones wrecking havoc. *If they scare those furrows away, will their friendly furrows be okay with that?* Momo would keep that in mind if diplomacy didn't work.

Momo catches up to Ardon and puts down the handful of grains on the pile. "I'll hold onto your furrow for now," He says trying to signal to the bird to come over to him. 

"Let's go try talking to them. We can do the statue plan! Sorta. Fill up your hands with grain or food. Stand in front, offer them the food, and be my bodyguard while i try to talk to them. Hopefully they're friendly. Last resort is using your halo to scare them away from the field. Lead the way and I'll be right behind you."
David
*Ardon would let his nice little furrow to go on with Momo while he nodded listening intently towards his plan* "Okay! I'll just go get food from my rations." *Ardon would quickly get some hardtack, grains, dried meats and nuts on all four of his palms and slowly walk over towards the cult of furrows before just kneeling on the ground and doing his best not to move. He left his palms wide and open while he also keeping his arms low so the animals could scurry and climb on him to get to the higher places very much like a living cat condo errr Furrow Condo?*
Rita
They were definitely not friendly! Not at all. In fact, the moment the two were in sight, the Fesnyng hissed and squacked at the group, eventually charging at them, trying to nip, bite, and scratch the two. There were in all, 4 Furrows in that group. 

They definitely are the issue makers. They weren't the friendly ones. Maybe they are strays? Or maybe they are rabid! Rabid furrows tend to be horrible pets. They bite and try to rip skin off!
John
*Ardon would stand his ground and begin to cast* **Scaled Skin** *Letting his body slowly begin to become surrounded in this scale like substance that covered his entire body. The scales looked hard and slightly metallic, this would protect him from all the nipping, biting and scratch that the furrows would do to him. He wanted to let all the Furrows focus on him and not Momo cause he didn't want him to get hurt and unlike him he didn't have any scales to protect him so he will!* "Hey! Please furrows! We just wanna talk to you guys we don't want to hurt you please!" *He pleaded to the little flightless birds once again trying to offer them the foods he had on his hands*

```60/80 Mana```
Jim
"You fucking piece of shits-" Unlike Ardon, Momo didn't have the same patience for these kinds of strays! *Are these the birds the old lady was grumpy about? Momo would be too!*

Momo uses one arm to hold their furrows close to him while using the other hand to cast Project Ward in a dome around himself. He had positioned himself behind Ardon, but cast Project Ward just in case. 

Luckily, they wouldn't have to worry about the furrows running away if the birds came to them. "Forget talking! Grabs those little fuckers!" Ardon has four arms, and there are four birds! *If Momo wasn't so angry, he'd feel flattered to be protected by Ardon.*

`Cast Project Ward for 10 mana. 140/150`
Rita
It wasn't effective. The smooth talking and the gifts at least. They kept trying to nip and bite at the titan, deducing that Momo wasn't a worthwhile target. In fact, they all decided that ganging up on the titan would be a better idea! They weren't exactly that powerful. She probably could be grabbed really easily and squished if Ardon decided so.

Meanwhile, the Furrows around Momo (the good boios) would continue Hissing at the other birds!
David
"Oh... Okay then" *Ardon would say sadly as his four large hands would quickly begin trying to grab all of them while also dropping all the food he had on his hands. He didn't understand why these furrows didn't like him, did he do something wrong to them to? Did they not like it when he offered them food? Was it something they hated to eat? Those were the thoughts running through the Zerith's head as he tried catching the little flightless birds, his face even had a sad expression while he did this. If only he could talk to them and ask them why they're so angry then he would have done his best to make them feel better! Momo was angry too... Every body was just angry!!!!*
Jim
*Fucking I can't fly bird asses*, Momo casts **Psionic Speed onto Ardon**. That should make it easier to catch these shits! Momo would feel bad as Ardon dropped the rations he had taken out from his own bag. Could that still be fed to their own pet furrows? 

`Cast Psionic Speed for 15 mana. 125/150. Project Ward 1 turn left`
Rita
All the birds, amounting to four would be caught. They were easy to catch. If you get them by their tail, they are harmless! They were all hissing at Ardon, but the combat was over.

Meanwhile, in the distance, they'd see the rest of the Furrows running off. Seems like they heard the commotion and ran off! Intelligent buggers. 

They won't be getting any furrows then! Since it was practically the end of the quest, I'll leave you all with this. 

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Quest is FIN! 
0.5UP per Person
8g per person.
1 pet Furrow per person. 
The gifts the Furrows gave you```
Jim
Well. Here we are now. The old lady had promptly given them their rewards and kicked them off her fields! Now they were both just *There* At the outer edge of the farms. Momo holds onto his spear while his pet furrow rests upon his shoulder. 
"..." 
Momo awkwardly stands there next to Ardon. *What is he supposed to say to him? Good job! Have a good night! Bye!* For Momo, it felt like an uncomfortable silence he didn't know how to break. Or maybe he didn't want to break it. If they started to speak and said their farewells, would that mean they'll just be strangers?...Momo becomes distracted and deep in thought thinking about this. *Why did he care if they would be strangers or not?*
John
"So... That was really fun right? Well maybe not the whole mean furrows thing but both of us have three new friends now!" *Ardon spoke happily as he began placing his 8 gold on his coin pouch feeling very accomplished about everything! He had a new Furrow friend which was great too! He was also friends wit Momo! But is Momo annoyed with him? He isn't talking to Ardon which means that he must have done something wrong?! He walked close to Momo and asked in a concerned tone* "Hey Momo did I do something wrong? Are you okay?"