[[Wow, I apologize.  I've been checking my Bookmarks page and my e-mail religiously every day for updates to this thread, and neither of them showed an update until today.]]<br/><br/>Aldivh's muscles tense visibly, but he takes in the developing scene without moving, his wizened eyes darting from event to event.  When he sees the humans trundling out the door with their oversized sack, he frowns and begins to jog after them, whistling for Xaqaf.  The small black wolf materializes beside the old farmer as though he had always been there.