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looking at the warrant notices curiously as they scrolled by.
    "Disturbing is what that is," said Scott. The guy had an actual catfish for a head. His face did not look like a catfish, his entire head was a catfish sitting atop a normal human neck.
    "Catfish Jack? Wanted for petty theft. Oh he stole crickets and worms from Dave's Bait and Switch angler shop near the city pond," said Ero. "I wonder what he did with the crickets and worms?" she asked curiously.
    Scott snidely said. "Well, maybe he had to feed his catfish head."
    Rhea groaned at Scott for his lame attempt at humor, but then they all began to laugh a little. It was entirely possible that Scott was right. Who really knew what a guy with a catfish head wanted out of life?
    Chapter 2
    The sun had approached the mid-point in the sky, and most people had begun to take their midday meal by the time that the foursome had finished their simple business in the town of Primrose Acres. A small town with only a few hundred residents, it was the perfect stopping point between Valkovia and White Oak.
    Scott counted out the coins gathered from delivering the barbecue and the flowers on time then shared it between the four members of the group. The flower delivery had only been worth fifteen copper, but it was a simple job. The social experience was just as important as the money. The total take from those two jobs was one hundred thirty-five copper. While they had wanted to always split group earnings in half, part for the bank and part for their pockets, everyone agreed that it would be best to split eighty coins among the four of them and deposit the rest.
    They stopped at a local restaurant, Dancing Daisies to get a quick bite to eat before they went to meet with Mrs. Kilman about her cat problem. Their meal was simple, but cost them the better part of their flower delivery money. Such was life.
    "So, things have gone well so far," said Scott, before he took a drink of the odd tasting apple juice that he had ordered. He had never been a big drinker of alcohol, and did not think it would be a good idea to drink any before going on a combat mission even if he had been.
    "These sorts of jobs normally do. Unless there is some sort of skirmish between forces, or a bandit raid, delivery jobs are almost ridiculously easy to complete," said Rhea.
    Ero used a spoon like a shovel, and lifted a cube of sugar up and over the side of her tea cup. She then hopped up and gently stood on the rim of it while she stirred it.
    Rhea noticed her antics then smiled. "You would drink that easier with a fairy glass or taking the proper size."
    The fairy giggled a little, but said nothing. She was enjoying herself. However, she was not the only one to enjoy herself, Herbert spent his lunch dining on a salad with a side order of exotic cheese. He was not one to skimp on food.
    Neither of them ate a heavy meal. They did not want to stuff themselves before a fight. That would make them sluggish.
    "So, do you know anything about the cats around here?" Scott asked Rhea.
    She tapped her chin for a moment then shrugged. "They are a fairly common species. They run in prides, but the ones near this area are usually low level. There won't be many places within three day's walk that would have monsters that are too much for us to handle."
    "Any special abilities to worry about?" he asked.
    "They have a lot of strength and agility, but otherwise they are not particularly difficult to deal with at the level we would find them at around here. Take a walk out into the grasslands for a day or two and that will change," said Rhea.
    The lunch conversation turned to simpler things after that. Most of it revolved around the hijinks of Ero and Herbert as they enjoyed their meal.
    After lunch they made their way over to the Primrose Dance Studio to meet with the lady who had posted the work notice, Mrs. Kilman. The dance studio turned out to be an outdoor dance floor with a small house attached on the side. Dance classes