Laura
**The Farm**

*It had gotten into a rather troublesome situation, you see. They scrounged up what little money they had in order to hire adventurers who would listen to their plea. The ones known as Furrow's, the nibble and bite every crevice of the farm it brings the farmers into a sorrow. Thusly thy challenge is to round up the pests and scare them away, but it is no cost if you must kill.*

*The Furrow's are indeed adorable, but you must get them away, the farmers are much in need of their harvests to make a living. They must farm to eat and they must farm a lot, for the noble of the land takes a portion of their produce.*
Chelsea
"This must be the place..."
*Circine mused aloud, his horseshoes stamping against the dirt-strewn path as the four pairs of hooves approached the farm.*
Ron
*Terrel rode atop his horse before eventually tugging on the reigns to come to a stop.*

"Yeah..." *He said lowly as he turned to the side to drop down from his horse.* "Let's take care of these pests before they realize we're here."
Laura
**Squeak!** *Goes the Furrow, o so such the annoyance, its vicinity be in the bushes to the west. Following the first squeak goes* **Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!** *All of which in different pitch and in different tune, all over the patches of wheat, which the Furrow toss and turn in, knocking down stalks and nibbling seeds.*
Chelsea
"Right, then. Where's the owner? Should probably flag them down before stepping into their property."
*Virginie concluded, taking a moment to listen to his surroundings, a deep breath calming his nerves.*
Ron
*Terrel pulled back some of the cloak that sat around him as he equipped his crossbow, taking the time to load the crossbow with a bolt before responding to Circine.*

"With all these pests out here, I would say... Anywhere else..." *He responded, turning his head towards the noise emanating from the West. Terrel raised the crossbow, aiming for the bushes as if debating whether or not the shot would be worth it.*

"Reckon I can hit one from here?" *He asked Circine without looking back at him as he didn't wait for his answer before firing the bolt off towards it.*