Scruffy & Yvaelis
Yvaelis Yvaelis
Hey Scruffy, ever thought about turning your scavenging tricks into a simple algorithm that guarantees you the best loot in any spot? I’m curious if there’s a pattern to your improvisation that we could actually quantify.
Scruffy Scruffy
Sure, I can make a rule set out of my hunches, but it’s more about reading the scene than crunching numbers. Give me a spot, a time limit, and I’ll tell you where the good stuff is hiding—no spreadsheets needed.
Yvaelis Yvaelis
Give me the moonlit forest clearing at dusk, and give me 30 seconds to point me to the best stash.
Scruffy Scruffy
Alright, eyes on the east side where the fireflies hit the bark—there’s a hollow under the big oak, its bark cracked. Inside, a rusted tin can and a cracked bottle that still has a bit of gold in it. That’s the haul, and you’ll be in and out before the owls start singing. Keep your back to the trunks, and go.
Yvaelis Yvaelis
Okay, follow the plan exactly: line up with the east bark, watch the fireflies, then slip in before the owls start. The can and bottle are low‑risk loot, but if you find a second crack, keep the angle. Stick to the rhythm you described, and you’ll exit before the night deepens.
Scruffy Scruffy
Got it, eyes on the east, watch the fireflies, slip in, grab the tin and bottle, keep that angle if another crack shows up, and we’re out before the owls start. Stay sharp.