Nadwe is just recovering and Socks is just about ready to head out for the investigation. But the tension between Socks and Blaza has not died down at all.

"Can I come instead?"
Muffin begged Socks.

"You're too young. And I can't just let you go with me and get hurt or killed even. It's my job to keep you safe."
Socks would argue.

"But I'm not a baby! I can handle it, also speak for yourself you lost sight of where I was!"
Muffin would grumble.

"Fine."
Sock sighed agreeing grudgingly.

So now they're in the tavern.

"There really isn't anything there I'll assure you!"
Tenson had said.

Socks obviously still weren't buying it. Socks pushed past Tenson.

"Sorry"
Muffin apologized.

"Don't apologize to him, this isn't good knight, bad knight."
Socks grumbled as he rummaged through all of the supplies and drinks.

"You've got a lot of alcohol here."
Socks picked up a glass of beer.

"Well of course but I always make sure I have non-alcoholic beverages"
Tenson smiled brightly.

Socks did not like that. Socks glared at Tenson and kept rummaging through everything. But nothing. It was just...beer, wine, juice, coffee, other drinks, herbs, food, and more.

"See nothing."
Tenson was losing his patients, he messed with his puffy ginger hair boredly.

So Socks headed back to the inn, not empty handed though. Well not exactly he just brought anger.

"I don't understand! He's the only one who would have poisoned the drink!"
Socks threw a dagger onto the table.

"Socks stop committing property damage."
Blaza walked over and started to pull the dagger out.

"Maybe it wasn't him, or it could be him and he has some kind of evil assistant"
Nadwe jokes as he eats a piece of toast.

"Now why would- hey maybe the idiot is on to something."
Socks start to pace around the room.

"Rude."
Nadwe frowned.

"Maybe we could just follow him and see what he's up to! That's it, I'm going right now!" Socks pushed Blaza away as he pulled his dagger out with ease.

"Hey wait! You can't just walk out there alone!"
Moxie hissed, flicking his tail.

"Moxie is right, get your butt back here."
Blaza crossed his arms sternly.

"Stop acting like Oscar."
Socks grumbled quietly.

"Say what was that?"
Blaza challenged Socks.

"STOP ACTING LIKE OSCAR!"
Socks yelled as he slammed the door behind him.

"Can I get more toast?"
Nadwe asked.

"Sure."
Moxie reached for another toast.

"Absolutely not."
Blaza smacked Moxie's hand away.

"Give the guy a toast."
Moxie said sternly.

"No."
Blaza smiled smugly.

Moxie's whiskers twitched with annoyance as he pounced on Blaza trying to reach for the toast.

"NO STOP GIVING HIM TOAST-"
Blaza screamed.

"Idiots."
Muffin thought before chasing Socks.

Socks were everywhere, basically stalking Tenson.
If Tenson went to a cafe Socks would follow. Dangerous areas? Sure Socks will go!
Muffin eventually caught up to Socks at midnight.

"What are you doing here!?"
Socks whispered loudly to Muffin in anger.

"Shut up and watch Tenson!"
Muffin replied back.

"Have you brought my shillings Tenson?"
A mysterious plague doctor asked Tenson.

"Of course I have not until you show me the goods."
Tenson huffed.

"Well, how about we talk about business, how did the oleander work?"
The plague doctor asked as he took out a watch.

"It worked well. But you know I'm the reason I keep your business alive right?"
Tenson scowled.

The plague doctor froze and sighed.

"Fine. What do you want?"

"Foxglove."
Tenson responded.

"Someone else on your hit list?"
The plague doctor asked, taking out a little bundle.

"Ha that's for the future, very funny Laff. You know I just watched my pest crumble yesterday."
Tenson laughed quietly.

"Very well"
Laff huffed and opened the tiny bundle.

"Foxgloves are highly poisonous! And so are oleander! Basic herbology, I knew it! Even a shady seller, and they're a plague doctor they were supposed to be banished long ago!"
Socks scowled as his blood boiled with fury.

"Socks, we can confront him tomorrow but now's not the time."
Muffin held Socks back.

"Foxglove like you asked."
Laff pulled out a purple plant.

"That's so little though."
Tenson complained.

"Oh? Do you really think I'd give you tons of foxglove? In fact this is my only supply of them, take it or leave it foxglove is rare around these parts."
Laff replied calmly, but his voice had a hint of irritation to it.

"Fine, how much?"
Tenson took out a sack of coins.

"Oh 85 shillings."
Laff responded back with a price.

"85 shillings?! Are you kidding me?"

"Fine, do you want me to make it 100 shillings?"
Laff challenged Tenson.

"Fine. 65 shillings."
Tenson puts up his own price.

"Then you won't be getting-"

"Then I won't be back to save your little business Laff."
Tenson interrupted.

Laff became silent.

"Well played. A bundle of foxglove for 65 shillings."
Laff handed the foxglove to Tenson in exchange for the 65 shillings.

"We should confiscate that tomorrow."
Muffin said quietly.

"Socks? Socks?!"

"HEY YOU HAND OVER THE POISON!"
Socks yelled.

"SOCKS!!!!"
Muffin yelped.

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Hahhahahahha I'm on a roll sorry I'm honestly too hyped and too lazy to edit it :0