[Sodium_noir] a Company of Wolves

[Beth Savage]

Chester, Nez, Poe
Bone Gnawer, Uktena, Raven spirit
The Isle of Crabs

Nez wondered how long ago Korben had left; hopefully he'd be back soon, 
she was eager to continue investigating.

> "Hello there!" He said without turning.

"Good morning, Chester-rhya," Nez said politely as she crouched down 
next to him. She watched him silently for a moment as he washed his 
socks. Bone Gnawers were so strange- they seemed to take a certain pride 
in living in the land of the Weaver as the least among its inhabitants. 
They certainly knew how to sniff out the secrets of the city, but Nez 
had been told that they had lost touch with the Wyld and were in danger 
of becoming the Weaver's tools. Nez didn't know if that was true or not- 
that was another mystery to investigate.

"Do you know who owns the boat that is dumping shit into the bay?"