Fletcher Jail

The Raccoon may also find that there is a jar of lollipops of varying flavors stashed on top of a table.

Soon Reagan would step through the threshold of the jail, grumbling about the melon. Each of his footsteps can be heard as his spurs clink on the floor. He spots Checkers then along with the altered desk and chair. "What in the blazes? It's you again!"

Another bizarre occurrence with the same Raccoon present. From what he had seen this was no ordinary critter, maybe it isn't even a coon, but is assuming the form of one. In a flash Reagan pulls out his wand in anticipation of any hostile action from this being. "Just what'r you doin' in my office?"

"That's a laugh. Explain yourself if you'd please, you not the every day Varmint, obviously. A magical creature." Reagan steps closer cautiously with steeled eyes. He was annoyed at this critter and his magical antics. Hopefully the desk wouldn't be shrunken permanently, he needed that desk at regular size.

"Is that so? What are you doing here then? In my office." Reagan places lowers his wand, "I'll show you courtesy and lower my wand for now, since you are an intelligent creature, we can resolve this through conversation perhaps. What do you want?"

"HEY! QUIT THAT! THOSE ARE MINE! I NEED THOSE." Checkers gets a rise out of Reagan when he starts throwing his suckers. "I'm gonna get'chu ya varmint!"

Reagan lifts his wand again and quickly charges a blast. "It's one thing to take a man's candy, but to remove it from its sanitary container and throw it around? You've crossed the line!"

<Charge>

-ZAP- Reagan freezes the lollipops and jar in the air and puts them back with levitation magic. He takes the jar under his arm and looks around to see the Raccoon has disappeared.

"Well, shoot. What an odd predicament." Assuming Checkers is actually gone, Reagan gets to work fixing the place. Afterward he could finally change out of his melon covered outfit and notice that his badge has been altered, he grunts with annoyance and removes it from his outfit, he'd have to get that fixed too.

Reagan peeked out from around a corner, "Oh Howdy! Sorry, I'll be right with ya."

He finishes up what he was doing, rattling sounds being made, and comes into the main room.

"I'm Sheriff Reagan, nice to meetcha, care for a sucker?" He gestures to the glass jar of lollipops of varied color. "So you're here about the scar beasts, that's good, they've been getting rowdy lately. Some livestock were killed just last night at the Petty Ranch. These are some new beasts we haven't seen before, quick buggers."

"Well ya see, to the south of here is what we call "The World Scar", a big scar in the land made by one of the Cataclysms. The region has massive residual magic infecting the land, it mutates creatures inside of it, making bizarre monsters, or this is what we assume. The giant spider that almost got to Isra was one of these scar beasts. We haven't explored the World Scar fully, because of all the monsters that live inside it, we're unsure if the scar is mutating creatures that live in it or if perhaps they are appearing there like a portal to another dimension. Either way, we've set up Fort Goulding near the scar so that we can keep an eye out for scar beasts that wander out."

Reagan shows the duo a map of the area, there are red circles around areas where Scar Beasts have been spotted outside of the scar.

"The Scar Beasts that we're having trouble with run swiftly on two legs and have razor sharp teeth, I've heard of similar creatures living in a basin in the Norkari mountains called Raptors, so we call these Scar Raptors. A soldier out in the field had a close encounter with one of these, was almost killed but he discovered a weak point. The Scar Raptors eyes are positioned in a way that they can't see directly in front of them, the soldier wrestled with the scar beast for a full minute trying to stay alive, holding the beast back, the whole time he stayed in its blind spot right in from of it. The Scar Raptor assumed that he disappeared after it couldn't get sight of him again and ran off, it had no idea that he was just a few centimeters away from its jaws."

"Their skulls seem resistant to everything, magic included. But everywhere else on their body seems fine. Flanking would be suggested. I'm more concerned with the safety of the people and livestock, so I'm not very interested in capturing them, but the military could have a use for any that are captured alive. The Scar Raptors are about 3-5 meters tall. These things also have razor sharp talons on their limbs, and their tail splits into two sharp whips. I can arrange a cage transport for every Scar Raptor killed or captured."

Reagan gets a lolipop for himself. "It might be a good idea for me to come with you, since I know the area."

Screams are heard outside, the sheriff runs to the window to look outside. "Shit, there's one now! It got into town!"

Reagan grabs his hat and runs outside.

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