Mission:
I swallowed as I walked to the throne room. I had been called in for a meeting with the island's emporer, Ublaz. He had a reputation as not being the easiest guy to please, and I just hoped I was dropping in to say 'hi'. I knocked on the wooden door and entered. I bowed quickly and stood before him. He was playing with a gold ring centered with a ruby when he finally noticed me. "Ah, Freya. I have a very important job for you." I swallowed even more. "Yesterday three ferets arrived on the island. They are doing a rather good job, but I wish to keep a close eye on them. You will be watching them. If you see or hear anything suspicious, report it to me immediately." With that I was escorted from the throne room. The three ferets by name were Garon, Sparblade, and Nhod. Funny names, now that I think about it. For a few days I followed them around, and not much happened. I admit that it was kinda unusual for three beasts like themselves to be such people pleasers, but hey, they were new. One night they went to one of the taverns. Not unusal. I followed them in and sat at the nearest table. Several trident rats were around them. Why the heck were the emperor's own trident rats associating with them? My curriosity awakened, I leaned in to hear better. The were chatting quietly, and every once in a while, several beasts would break out laughing. The ferets did most of the talking. Suddenly one of the trident rats said something that didn't make the ferets too happy. A few harsh words were exchanged, and the conversation ended. Slightly puzzled, I waited until the party was gone to go to my bunk.

News travels fast around Sampetra. I'm sure many of you have noticed that. Anyway, the rumor I got to hear that morning was that a trident rat had washed up on the beach. It had been hit pretty hard in the back of the head with something, and then tossed out to sea. As the news was shared, I remembered last night. I was thinking when the feret Garon came over to me. "What's all the ruckous about?" I stared at him. Sampetra was gossip heaven, how could he not know? I suspiciously muttered, "A trident rat was foung dead." He definately doesnt' fake surprise very well. His mouth gaped open in false disbeleife and he mockingly said,"Oh, what a pitty." Whoa, is this guy obvious or what?! That same morning I reported my suspicians to Ublaz. All I know is that I never saw those ferets again.