User:Muiran
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Way back when: So I'm chillin' in my garden shed and, lo and behold, some punk comes up with a fistful of rabbits. Now, I've been layin' down my traps for days, and I've been savin' up for a nice fur coat for my baby mama ('cause that's what they like to see, amirite?) ...and you expect me to just hand the stuff over to any kid who strikes lucky?
After some attitude adjustment: Woah, woah, you don't have to be like that. Put 'em down and we can talk.
The humbled man:
Muiran has a kind-looking face, tanned ever so slightly from spending endless hours outside tending his traps and tanning animals hides.
Muiran, a trapper looks relatively helpless. He weighs about 140 pounds. (Seriously, we're crazy good at sizing people up.)
You can find him here in Kalebb, fixing his tools:
Gardens at a trapper's lodge: A rather large expanse of private vegetable gardens has been arranged around a small trappers house, easily identifiable by a number of animal skins hung out to harden in the cool mountain air. On a ground level stone porch rests a workbench, upon which an array of tools and traps in need of mending are found.
Try him today!
When you give him the goods, this is what he'll say...
One rabbit:
- "Hmm, so there are rabbits out there. Whatever you're doing, it must be working. Bring me a few more, and we'll have enough meat for the village larder. Oh, and here's a few coins for your help."
Two rabbit, three rabbit more:
- "This is great! We have more than enough for the larder now. Here's some rabbit meat, and since you're so kind to help me out, a few furs that I've been saving up to make a cloak."
Go figure.
