01-30-2008, 09:14 PM
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Considering for a moment, the things he had done and found here during past expeditions to the bay, he picked his way among them, trying to figure out something that would still entertain himself as well as his new companion. Finally, he had it. About a week earlier, he had come upon a canvas bag close to the shore, and had taken it to the tree-line to shelter from the waves and elements, wondering if perhaps someone might find it. Either accidentally left or purposely abandoned, he wondered if it was still there, and began to make his way up the beach toward the place where it should have been. That was, if he could remember correctly. "There's a bag somewhere, just inside the trees. Or should be." Maybe he could have help looking for it, and if they could find it, maybe they could investigate its contents. |