The Gamekeeper Of Old Gallmore

[Aptrotta 162]

A large, pug like dog, bounded out from the tree line, his tongue hanging out of his mouth as he panted. Following close behind was a man wearing a small bowler hat, a leather coat, brown leather boots, and even leather gloves. In his right hand he held a small crossbow, bolts in a quiver on his back. His face was held up by high cheekbones, dark blue eyes sitting above them. Black lock fell out from under his hat. His pale red lips sat drawn into a tight line. He followed the mastiff's movements, every hop it took. Until finally it stood in front of a rock, growling and barking lightly. The man rushed forward,excitement across his face. The dog stepped out of the way quickly to reveal a large turkey in front of him. Immediately the crossbow raised, a bolt already in place. He pulled back before shooting, the bolt whizzing through the air into the turkey's leg. Yelping with cheer he ran forward grabbing the turkey by wing, unsheathing a small dagger with the name "Cyrus Cromwell" emblazed upon it. He quickly dragged it over the turkeys neck. The Gamekeeper of Old Gallmore had arrived.

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.