by HelplessBystander » Wed Sep 06, 2017 11:55 am
"Yes...I believe so. I don't remember precise dates, but I think the last reported sightings are from a decade ago." Tobias turned towards Bret, "I mean, that was the date, right?"
Nevertheless, he remained doubious of the hound sightings with a somewhat dismissive attitude about it, after all, he wasn't exactly lacking in anectdotes after his misadventures in trawling through newspaper archives. He stared at Maria inquisitively, "Again, I don't recall Bret and I being invited in your little trips, so we aren't exactly dressed for swamp-diving, mademoiselle. Besides, I wasn't exactly planning to go into swamps when I first arrived, so I'll have to buy heavy gear." Tobias spat out the word 'buy' as if was a repulsive cuss word. He guarded his wallet with a newfound zealotry after losing a shiny dollar to the shameless bartender at the speakeasy. He was forced to pay double for piss-poor alcohol and, due to the circumstances at the time, he haven't complained, but he was still sore about it.