\n\t\t\t\t\temikochan”But what's that all about?”, the short shaggy lupine asks as he enjoys his drink on the back porch of the local inn while the innkeeper mills about to clear tables of used dishes and other detritus. Pausing for a moment, the innkeeper casually balances piles of plates on his burly arms as he looks into the direction his patron is pointing it – namely, the tauric feline who stands seemingly in the middle of a number of stakes driven to the ground, twisting her body and lashing her tail with her all her ankles firmly chained to steel hoops which peek through the low trampled grass.
\t”Oh that. We've had some issues with this femme taur tribe who suddenly moved to the vicinity from the jungle lowlands, should've stayed there, the savages… they've been occasionally raiding trade caravans on the road and preyd on travellers, not to mention our livestock.” - the innkeeper explains in low growl, snarling briefly - ”Our guards caught her skulking about near the town two days ago and managed to drag her here, she's heavy with a litter of little devils so undoubtedly looking for some easy prey. But excuse me, I'll be back in a moment.” - he adds before heading off inside the inn with his haul, leaving the other lupine in his lonesome with his drink.
\tWhile the innkeeper is gone and he has the porch all to himself under the rays of the setting sun, the short lupine idly sips his beer while listening to the muffled wailing and hissing from the clearing – the feline clearly has some kind of gag in her maw. Someone else would likely already have moved inside, but not him, as his name is Dr. Brarr and he originally headed to this dinky little town to start over with his clinic due to a couple of unfortunate mishaps at his previous clinic. Meaning he had been forced to flee with only his trusty leather doctor's bag which even now sits at his feet under the table and the tarnished clothing he's wearing. Thus the new knowledge fills him with joy since he realizes the opportunity to practice anatomy before tackling any further surgery while likely earning goodwill from the villagers. As the tall innkeeper returns to keep him company, he affords him a friendly nod and invites him to sit beside himself.
\t”So yeah. Everyone's frustrated so we're raising spirits by giving her some just desserts for everything the taurs have done so far – I mean, trade caravans are avoiding us even if this is the fastest route, barely any travellers here like you can see, and even the doctor packed up and left 'cause he didn't feel safe.” - the innkeeper explains with a heavy grunt and makes a vague arm motion to point out the virtually deserted porch - ”We first thought we'd hang her, but decided to chain her up there on that clearing instead and get some stakes made by the smith, clever contraptions… you turn the handle and the tip pushes out further. The craftsman plugged up all the holes in her rump with wood and glue, and we put a gag on her 'cause her screeching was annoying people, can barely hear her right? Now we're taking turns twisting those handles every now and then to see how long it takes for one of them to pop that hellion-filled belly, ain't there yet as the smith made them tips pretty blunt, but she squirms pretty nicely already when you grab that handle.”
\tListening closely, Brarr merely nods every now and then in contemplation as he slowly drinks his beer – practically slamming the tankard on the table when done. ”Well then! You're in luck since I happen to be a doctor who left to practice medicine in more quiet circles, and since you're lacking one...”, he proclaims as he stands up to swipe his bag from its hiding place, the frown on the innkeeper's face quickly replaced by idle curiosity as he turns to look at the bag. ”… I could easily open a clinic here. Furthermore...”, Brarr continues while lowering his voice and craning his neck towards the innkeeper who eagerly cants his ear towards the stranger - ”… I'm also proficient in making various nigh-undetectable poisons and sleeping agents, and I'd be willing to assist you in rounding up these feline taurs for free if you provide me with suitable quarters. Especially since I would also be glad for a chance to dissect the bodies to advance my knowledge.”
\tThe innkeeper slowly rises from his chair while rubbing his chin, his yellow eyes fixated on the shorter lupine who keeps adjusting his ill-fitting leather jacket – and moments he gives Dr. Brarr a friendly slap on the shoulder, snatching the empty tankard while leading the shorter lupine inside. ”About time someone offered help instead of sympathies! I've got plenty of empty rooms as you might guess, could as well give you one of them… what else do you need?”
\t”I have a few concoctions, I'd be happy to get some help tomorrow to test them on your captive – for example I have this strong concentration of labour-inducing medicine which with small changes should be able to cripple any female taur and in case of one heavy with cubs, likely make her uterus rupture. But, I should rest and prepare since the trip has been long… shall you show me to my room?”, Brarr explains and tips his old leather hat at the innkeeper as a gesture of respect before following him into the bowels of the inn – the doctor already pondering what manner of tests he could do on the captive feline taur the next day...