Post by renard walt goyle on Aug 27, 2024 19:38:19 GMT -7
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”Aye, that’s the one,” Renard confirmed as he let his junior do the collection. He’d been at this long enough that it was better to let the rookies do all of the dirty work if they didn’t ask. Being fresh out of training, they almost never did. Meaning he only had to work on creature containment and writing reports at the end of the day. All of the menial tasks were left to the new recruits.
Novell said his thoughts out loud, and it made him nod his head slowly. The implications of dealing with a horde of ghouls was not great; it would take the entirety of the Ghoul Division and his own Beasts to tackle more than a handful. They simply didn’t have the numbers to capture and relocate that many at the same time. Because they would have to move them elsewhere. That inevitably meant that the ghouls would return, albeit after a long hiatus. They always did. While Renard had never captured the same one twice, he had heard some of the older wizards mention once or twice of getting a ghoul they recognized again. How they were able to differentiate between them was beyond his knowledge or experience. All ghouls had the same pustule, grotesque face in his opinion.
Renard watched curiously as his colleague covered one of her eyes and stated, with much confidence, that it had only been a day or two since the ghoul (or ghoul-like thing) had last been in the basement. He had no idea what it was that she could see that their lit wands couldn’t, but he’d take about anything right now. This was going to be their problem at the end of the day, and taking care of it as quickly as possible would get them to more important cases.
”Bureaucracy. Laziness.” Renard grunted out his response with a shrug. ”Happens all the time. We may as well be detectives, with the amount of sleuthing we do on these jobs. I don’t think I’ve ever found one creature that I’m looking for without having to play a game of twenty questions and then doing my own cursory investigation.” And that was assuming the report that landed on his desk was even accurate to begin with. They almost always weren’t.
Novell said his thoughts out loud, and it made him nod his head slowly. The implications of dealing with a horde of ghouls was not great; it would take the entirety of the Ghoul Division and his own Beasts to tackle more than a handful. They simply didn’t have the numbers to capture and relocate that many at the same time. Because they would have to move them elsewhere. That inevitably meant that the ghouls would return, albeit after a long hiatus. They always did. While Renard had never captured the same one twice, he had heard some of the older wizards mention once or twice of getting a ghoul they recognized again. How they were able to differentiate between them was beyond his knowledge or experience. All ghouls had the same pustule, grotesque face in his opinion.
Renard watched curiously as his colleague covered one of her eyes and stated, with much confidence, that it had only been a day or two since the ghoul (or ghoul-like thing) had last been in the basement. He had no idea what it was that she could see that their lit wands couldn’t, but he’d take about anything right now. This was going to be their problem at the end of the day, and taking care of it as quickly as possible would get them to more important cases.
”Bureaucracy. Laziness.” Renard grunted out his response with a shrug. ”Happens all the time. We may as well be detectives, with the amount of sleuthing we do on these jobs. I don’t think I’ve ever found one creature that I’m looking for without having to play a game of twenty questions and then doing my own cursory investigation.” And that was assuming the report that landed on his desk was even accurate to begin with. They almost always weren’t.
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