[Chronicler]

Skylla growled at the two Grubbs. "This river belongs to Boss Hoss Wolvark!!! Get your grimey hands out of OUR river and leave before I make you both into mince meat!!!" Skylla's eyes sharpened and fixated onto the two, her crossbow was armed and ready. Wally the Sloggie kept barking up at the falcon. "Please.....I don't want to shoot anybody....Leave." Skylla paused for a moment. That's when Hoss butted into the conversation. "Howdy!!! Boss Hoss Wolvark! Founder, owner, manager, and dictator of Hoss' Coal Mines and Coal town. Ma card ma'am. Sir." hoss handed a card over to the female Grubb. The card had big letters spelling out Hoss' Mines, A fone number, and the catchy slogan Our Junk Is Your Fuel. "now please excuse my dear friend, Skylla. She's just a violent little scamper I tell you what. Heheheh!" Skylla grunted. "But boss! You sent me to-" Hoss immediatley covered up her face and winked at Skylla. "my friend also had tourrete syndrome so she can be pretty random at times." Skylla then made a loud muffled up shout. "WHAT?!!?!" Hoss let go of her 'mouth' and proceeded. "Now.....what can I do for ya?"