Snowglobes are nice too...

This is what happened after Sydney, our relic hunter, came back from her last trip in London. She went there to rescue a dwarf cow mummy from the greed of humans and since it was a mummy sacred with luck, she considered that the best place for it was in Okhong sanctuary, where many shamans would take care of it and honor it as it should be.

Don't worry about any legal problems, we can hardly consider it was a theft since the owner of the cow and his whole family died of the flu. And before him the director of the museum sold it after a cleaning lady died in strange circumstances, and before again the two young sailors who helped bringing the mummy from Egypt to London died of heart attack, and I guess you don't need the whole list to understand what I mean...?

We still don't know if the magic of the mummy was too strong or if the cow felt threatened by his bear side, but Boursin almost fainted when he tried to get a closer look at it, and he wasn't feeling too well yet when announcing to Jackenote that Syd had brought us a holiday memory... again.

A chance Strepsil is now a professional in ink dodging.

Kaga doesn't seem so disturbed, he's already seen so much during his journeys...

Soooo now we have a new line in the camp's rules about souvenirs and magical hazards, and we have a dwarf cow mummy of which we're going to take great care.
We better do...