"Give me all your money now," it shouted, pulling a dagger from it's back pocket.
"Alright,alright," Shawn stammered, a look of pure terror in his eyes. He began searching his pockets for his wallet.
Suddenly the fox's grip loosened. Shawn looked up to see that the fox had fallen over. He gasped in horror. An arrow was protruding from the fox's back.
"I can't leave you alone for a second, can I, Shawn?"
Shawn looked up from where he had been staring. There stood Derek, the plump young vole's unruly fur jutting out in all directions. His bow was still in his left hand, another arrow in the ground a next to him for quik acsess in case he missed. Shawn thought that the spare arrow was unnecisary. In all the years he'd known him, Shawn had never once seen his friend miss a target.
"What's that in your pocket,Shawn."
Shawn pulled the map out of his pocket."Oh, this?" he said, handing it to Derek. Derek examined the small peice of paper.
"Where'd you get this," said Derek without looking up.
"Some toad gave it to me."
"Huh?"Derek gave him a puzzled look.
"It's a long story."said Shawn, grinning.
"I've got time."
Shawn told Derek of the his meeting with the old toad.
"The Halberd of Zemreal, aye,"said Derek when his friend had finished,"and I suppose your gonna want to go out and find it and since you can't fight for crap me and Barial will have to go with you."
"Hey, I'll have you know I was about to pull out a dagger and slice that fox's hand off."
"Whatever you say."said Derek with a chuckle.
Shawn glared at him for a second before continuing,"Well anyway, yeah.That's basicly what I had planned."
"Well I guess I got nothin' better to do so I'm in."
"Okay well I guess we should go find Barial then."
"Guess so."
They walked off to find there friend and tell him of the adventure soon to come.