A wild fenki stalks the sewers of Hydlaa, enduring the stench so she can get a significant meal from the rats. She likes Kikiri better, but Jayose and Sharven had shooed her away when she tried to kill the ones by their respective buildings. She does well in her endavour, and once she is full, she takes a seat and looks at the half-eaten rat corpse beside her, wondering if she should take the corpse to the burial well or leave it in the sewer with the other rotting bodies and waste. Her conundrum is soon solved when a Gobble bounds down the corridor on its feet and knuckles. Since the Gobbles of her homeland did not bother her first tribe, the fenki doesn't bother to attack.
The Gobble finishes what had been the last of her meal, grunting something that may be a "thank you". The fenki nods to it happily, resting her muscles and letting her full belly settle before she heads back for the surface. She decides to explore a little further, once the food digests a bit, finding a whole pack of Gobbles. She kills some rats for them, and observes their antics for a while. Eventually, after pestering her to kill more rats for them, they leave her be, save for one - possibly the first one she had met. She cannot tell the difference between each individual creature, even with her keen Enki eyes. However, the one that remains with her eats the meat and offal that the others did not. The fenki figures it's a runt like she was, and finds that she feels sympathy for the creature.
"Don't worry, miss! I'll save you from that foul Gobble!" an adventurer yells, darting towards the small Gobble with drawn blades. The fenki tries to stop him, but the adventurer is strong, and the battle is over before a word comes out of her mouth. She angrily bears her teeth and claws.
"Gobble was not attacking me. It was only sharing my meal," the feral Enkidukai hisses.
The adventurer snorts. "Gobbles are disgusting creatures. Why would you feed one?"
The fenki simply shakes her head. "If I speak to you more, I will draw my weapons. You are making me that angry."
With that, she makes her way back to the surface. Still enraged, she stalks around Hydlaa, eventually wandering into the Library. There she meets a Ynnwn who is quietly staring at a blank sheaf of paper with a quill in hand, looking frustrated. The fenki explains the incident to the Ynnwn, and asks if there is anything she can do about it. The Ynnwn, noting that the fenki is wild and most likely doesn't know the laws well, makes a suggestion and ends up scribing a flier for the fenki, agreeing to do more fliers in the future if the need be.
With that, the group known as the "Gobble Rights Activists of Hydlaa" is born.
