Ty
As February continued down the pathway, she'd come to a fairly large clearing... Ceodore was already here, looking in awe at the sight. It was just stacks upon stacks of cleanly cut lumber, as far as the eye could see. How hadn't anybody noticed this? And, furthermore... *Would there be any clues?*
John
As February continued down the pathway, she'd come to a fairly large clearing... Ceodore was already here, looking in awe at the...

 *February settled alongside the stranger, also seemingly taken by the view... Oh, right, time to investigate*
*She looked the unfamiliar mon up and down, searching for anything odd about them. In the better lighting of the clearing would be able to get a better look at them. She didn't like assuming anybody to be a suspect but, given the circumstances, Ceodore was a part of this case now* 'What might I call you, stranger? So I don't have to just call you Kecleon.'

*The floette rose once again and began to look for anything else obvious at the scene; namely searching for any footprints. She wasn't super familiar with footprints but she could surely identify anything suuuuuper out of place...*
Ty
"I am THE great, the *Fantastical,* The ***Awesome,*** The absolutely **BAD-ASS...**" He hacked and coughed again for a moment before taking a bow... Sort of? It was more like his headpiece going limp. "...Ultimate Salesman, Ceodore. Where there's wares to be found, there's me." He looked over the Floette, his snarky tone returning. "...And who're you supposed to be, exactly?"

**• Pointy Prints**
At the scene... She would find footprints in the loamy dirt! It seemed whoever was last here didn't feel the need to cover their tracks. The tracks in question were rather... Pointed? They were round, and stuck straight down into the dirt like little cones.
John
"I am THE great, the *Fantastical,* The ***Awesome,*** The absolutely **BAD-ASS...**" He hacked and coughed again for a moment b...

 'I am February, I suppose you could say I make medicines.' *She would place her hand on her chest as she spoke, gotta seem a little more confident in the presence of Mr [[BIG SHOT!!!]] here. She chuckled.* 'I'll be sure to keep you in mind if I need to buy anything shiny and or valuable, Mr Ceodore.'

*She inspected the strange footprints a little more... She has absolutely no clue what they might belong to... She doubts Ceodore would know either.*
Ty
"Cool. I'll come to you if I go into cardiac arrest." No, Ceodore, I don't that's how that works. Regardless, he appeared just as clueless. He was peering around for any alternative routes out of the clearing, and... Didn't seem to be finding anything. There really wasn't anything else notable about the strange footprints other than just their general presence.
Tasha
❥───────────────────── 🦚 Cerul 🦚 


꧁~ Cerul dreaded walking everywhere... If she had her trusty butler, he'd have probably split the to up to go searching, ~~more than likely making Carlisle walk out to the woods then go there himself~~. But Cerul was here now, what could be helped. She scanned for the path and found the Floette and weird looking Keckleon... Oh great... *C-commoners* 

◈ **"Hello there, are you two also intertwined in this mess now?"** Cerul asked, more or less blowing passed them after noticing the pointy divots in the dirt... Looking for anything strikingly familiar about them... 

◈ **"Hm. The golem said you found something important, is this all there is?"**


❥───────────────────── 💎 Aetris 💎