Arriving at the town square the cat and dog saw three things.
- A large fountain adorning the middle of the square. It was three levels high with water gushing from the top and steadily flowing down to the lower levels. It was made of some sort of stone and blue crystal like objects seemed to be embedded around the rim of each level. Though the fountain was large it still left enough room around the square for carts to pass by.
- A old looking caravan which resembled the likeness of those that were probably on the Oregon Trail. It looked sturdy and that was probably a good thing considering a bear was occupying it. It looked like it was a general wares shop.
- A stand that had a sign atop it in the shop of a mail envelope. Two small pigeon-like birds could be seen perched on the sign, quietly talking amongst themselves.

The weasel's head quickly turns towards them, ears perked. In an instant he was standing in front of them, smirking a weasel's smirk.
"Wow.Hey! Small world.You two. From the west exit." He looked pleased with himself for remembering the two.
"What can I do ya for?"

Perception: 16 + 0 = 16

The bear lazily turned his head in the direction of the cat and dog, putting on a friendly smile.
"Ah, yes, customers, good. What can I do for you today?" The bear's voice sounded low and gruff, carrying a strong Russian accent with it.

The weasel's small ears twitched once and he nodded vigorously.
"Yep yep.Looked at the billboard did ya.Glad ya did.Hope'n this job il be done before the boss gets back." He then dropped his voice lower, almost to a hush.
"Kinda hope to keep this on the down low, hush hush. Ya hear?" He looked up expectantly at the two.

"What Rom?Yeah don't tell him either, hush hush." The weasel looked around him.
"Kay so.Got a vibe.Somethin fishy.By some big rocks a bit down the road outside ah town.Actually really close to where-" The weasel paused, as if his speedy voice hit a snag.
"Anyways." he started up again as if nothing happened. "Not sure.Heard some noises.Not loud just like something's... moving. Had some complaints too.People headin into town.Thought they saw a shadow or somethin.Ended up bein nothin.Boss says not to waste time on it".

"Hmm. Time pieces... Glowing rock bracelets? The bear turned lazily and began rummaging through the assortment of things stored in his caravan.
"You two." The bear continues the conversation as he rummages.
"You two are not from around here yes? Have not seen you before."

The weasel shook his head.
"Gotta stay at my post.Pays the bills. All that good stuff." Lyle scratched his chin.
"Advice?Hmm." He paused for a moment, then looked at Scratch.
"Don't die.Good luck." He grabs the raccoon's paw, gives it a swift shake before zooming back to his post.

The bear seems to grumble something to himself as he continues to search. He then reappears a moment later with a few rock bracelet time pieces in his hand. He lays them out on the counter on the window.
There were three. Both all looked relatively the same, though one, instead of glowing blue to tell its time, radiates a darkish red.
"Which one you like?" The bear asks, looking between the too. His gaze however, stays on Scraps for awhile, looking critically at him up a down.
"Hmm." The bear mumbles.

The bear shrugged. "Red one is harder to find. Crystals here, mostly blue. Probably from different part of Ridge. Cost more. Red one is ten silver. Blue one is five." He looked at Scraps again, scratching his chin .
"You don't happen to know black fox do you?" The bear asks suddenly.

The tunnel outside the gates of Cotipaxi was quite smaller than the expanse of town, stretching only around twenty meters in each direction. The gate itself covered only a few meters while the rest was made of rock. The area Lyle was referring to was further down the path near large rock formation. Along the road there was also a few other large boulders scattered here and there.
(Picture will be posted soon)