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Saint Omer
It didn’t take the mugger long to realize his mistake. But by then, it was already too late.

At first, all he knew is that here is this hot-looking red-haired woman looking a bit too confident walking the streets at night for her own good, wearing a short-skirted purple dress with a pointed hat and thigh-length striped stockings ending in pointed boots. With a pretty face framed by the long locks and pointed ears to boot. Maybe some new prostitute or some wide-eyed novice adventurer just asking for someone to teach them the facts of life. The hard way.

When he grabbed her shoulder with a “Your Money or Your Life” line, however, she transformed as she slowly turned her head. Where there was once a clear-skinned woman was now an old hag-like creature with green glowing eyes. “Yeeeeeeessssss?” she half-said, half-crackled under the beak nose with the requisite wart, showing blackened teeth that clicked with malice.

That was when the bangle got on his wrist.

And as the would-be robber’s skin turned to alabaster white and all senses and life faded from the soon to be marble statue standing in an ally, the witch’s face returned to its true youthful form. Her mouth still showed spite for the fool, however, as she lifted her hand as if she’s holding a phone.

Something out of the ordinary to anyone in this world, but not to her.

“Now then,” Jamie said, “Where was I? Oh, no, just another idiot mugger thinking I’m an easy mark. Honestly! You can’t have a private conversation with your patrons anymore! Yes, yes, I know the spell will break once that bracelet is removed, but he’ll think twice before bothering me again.”

She stopped by one alleyway, held up a finger to someone asking about her, and continued speaking to what could be nobody at all. “I heard that Parnast is a decent place for me to set up shop, and it’s close enough to several locations where I can continue my study, I’m sure to be in the Calais Triangle for a while. Yes, yes, I know I’m going to be the representative of the Black Forest Coven while I’m there; I will be on my best behavior.” She rolled her eyes when she said that. “I love you too Mama, Blessed Be.”

She pretended to hang up the phone and looked around. Whoever wanted to talk to her has run off, while others wanted to catch a glance at the strange woman just turned their heads, as if not wanting to notice her.

Jamie chuckled. She knew she’d attract attention. She’s a Ginger Eladrin, pretty much filled out, and a Witch to boot. A practical attention magnet.

At least the combination ensures that people coming to her keep a cordial, if not guarded, reception. Like herself, she doesn’t want to cause any more trouble than necessary. All she wants is to get some supplies, have her horse, Nero, rested up, and find the directions of the last leg of her journey.

Parnast is just a dozen miles to the West. Nothing a well-rested draft horse can’t reach within the next day. She thought about sleeping in the wagon—she did it several times already—but the inn she found by the stable had a good enough rate and a bubble bath. Bonus! By tomorrow she’ll set up her sanctum in that sleepy little hamlet and go on to her Grand Quest.

The Grand Quest is twofold: One, get to the truth to what happened in the exact instance the fall began— “When the Cubs ascended in the World Series.” She knows what happened, but she doesn’t have proof—that caused the Dark Age—her home world—to fall so far so fast. The second is much more important: She remembers coming from that world to this one. Did she travel through dimensions…or travel through time?

Those are answers that she’ll find come hell or high water!
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Sometime in the after noon at steel anvil tavern


Lilian the the female rabbitfolk tavern maid with her golden hair and white fur and simple revealing dress served some patrons their meals and drinks. Somehow able to just glide through the crowd with ease.
However what noone ever seemed to notice was her free hand after setting things down.
She would flirt with them to draw their attention as that hand slipped down to their
belt and carefully yet silently remove their money pouch.She would giggle and blush hiding the pouch under the tray as she returned to bar itself hiding the bag of stolen gold coins amongst her belongings.
 Everyone knew Lily and loved her though for now it was the end of her shift as she took up her things and called to the bar keep that she would see him in the morning. She headed up the stairs to her room and locked the door behind her as she entered. "Another day another few coin purses. Better put this away but first I think I should change. " She tossed her bags onto the bed before walking over to the mirror that lay against the wall next to the floor.

She casually reached up removing her simple silver necklace and set it down on a small table nearby. In her reflection one could now see a seam around her neck to which she reached up and picked at it till her face started pull out and up finally giving way with a snap to reveal the sweaty face of a red and purple male rabbit folks face. He chuckled and kissed 'Lily' on the lips before going about removing the matching suit and then tucked them away into the bag of Lily's things while digging out from under the mattress some dark clothing and leathers followed by his tattered black cloak and dressing in them. Tucking Lily's things into a hiding spot in the floor boards under the bed and covering it up he took out a large pouch and put the last money pouch he had stolen into it and then attached it to his belt before opening the window and jumping onto the ledge. "Time to go make another payment. Wouldn't want to end up missing." the rabbit folk said as he leaped up grabbing the hanging out roof and pulled himself up and ran off into the setting sun towards the market place.

Meiou's quest:  To travel the world and find the hidden treasures in each corner. To find his mentor as well as find that next great clue as to who he is. As he remembers nothing before his mentor brought him into the thieves life.

(sorry if its too big XD was having fun with this )

  A common enough sight, and a common enough circumstances.  A down on their luck half-orc considering taking up a more violence filled lifestyle, after so called honest work didn't turn out.

  Mining wasn't so much the problem, and neither was getting paid probably less than he deserved.  No, in the end the problem was the owners of nonspecific backstory mine being cheapskates on equipment and workplace safety concerns.

  Like not enough helmets to go around.  Half the lanterns going unlit.  Pickaxe handles too worn out to handle being used... and a sneaking suspicion that 'Potion of healing' was just juice left out too long, rather than actual medical aid.

  So there Tark sat, packing away the last of his camp gear.  Considering his options along with the pittance in coin he was handed along with the news he was fired for breaking the tip off of someone else's already broken pickaxe with his thick skull.

  Become and adventurer.  You are allowed to spend your money that way, unlike a bandit.  He's got a head injury, not brain damage.  It would be much safer than becoming a lumberjack like his father had been.  Because then there would be several armed people with him in the event of a bear attack.

  And so, onwards.  Into scene transitions and undetermined spans of time.
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Pyrus

A travel worn adventurer rides towards the Inn, a captured tiefling tied to the back of his soot black horse. The human adventurer's blonde hair frames his deeply tanned face that betrays his youth. Probably no older than 17. He dismounts, ties the reigns to the post next to the watering trough, and carries his prisoner inside like a sack of potatoes. "A pitcher of water please," the young man asks politely, "And I'll be needing a sponge for the half devil too. My name is Pyrus. This fiend is wanted for murder. He will be turned over to the authorities soon as our thirst is slated."

(Don't yet have Pyrus on my cast) GM Edit: Fixed. :)
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Indeed the group as mentioned is a sight to see, one way or another. Magic-users, pretty bunny maidens, Half-Orcs, and people who bring devils bound up into town tend to get side-glances or averted eyes. But there is one more oddball to add to the motley crew...

Earlier, the girl had dazzled the Librarian in town by climbing the ladder with surprising skill... why is this a big deal? Because Zerry is a centaur!

The blond centaur had been here since yesterday and has already made a sensation of herself. That said, loud galloping can be heard upstairs at the Inn, only for it to descend the stairs into the eating area. The centaur made her way swiftly to a table, grabs a fork and knife, and with a wide-open mouth says, "I'm hungry! Food please!"

The galloping was easily heard by Pyrus outside, and Meiou when Zerry passes his room. The centaur arriving in the eatery can easily be seen by Jamie and Tark, who are in the same room by now.

The centaur notices the half-orc and the witch, and gives them a curious expression, then gallops over towards the nearest one! "Hi! I'm Zerry! What's your name?!"

(Up to Jamie and Tark to figure out who was closer and/or if they decide to just head over to the other in order to begin meeting each other)

  Oh good, a herd of homicidal Elk hadn't made it's way indoors as Tark had first suspected.  So everything will be fine-oh no! Social interaction!

  The half-orc with the sensible haircut looks up from his meal, having chosen an out in the open table rather than mysteriously secluded corner.

  "Hello Zerry, I'm Tark.  It's nice to meet you."  Oh Gods, he probably botched that first impression horribly.  What kind of adventurer will you come across as if you're polite, Tark?
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In reply to Zerry (msg # 5):

Jamie blinked a bit as she heard the gallop on wood coming up at her, just as she was about to dig into that strawberry shortcake.

She looked up at the youthful centaur and her eyes lit up by the cuteness and agility of the girl.  "Oh, you're so cuuuute.  Merry Meet, Zerry, I'm Jamie Wintertouch.  What brings you over to this humble village."  Zerry could see a warm smile in the elvish red-head's freckled face.

Note:  I doubt Zerry, or anyone else in this room, would've ever heard of a Ginger Elf, let along see one.
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He had no idea what creature ran by outside the door below as he crept
across the roof towards the next building. He would casually jump across to the lower building making no sound as he did. He would continue the process till he made his way to ground level sticking to the shadows as much as possible till then.

Pyrus is happy that he's not the most attention-getting person here.  He smiles at the outgoing centaur, but assumes he wasn't the one being asked, so he does not give an answer.

When water is served, he takes a drink.  Then he wets the sponge and stuffs it in the gagged mouth of his prisoner so the tiefling can take a drink while still unable to utter any spells.

Zerry smiles brightly. "Thank you for the compliment, Jamiewintertouch! You have a neat name!" She looks at Tark. "Hello Tark! I'm so glad you think me nice to meet!" It's not that she is shouting with every sentence, just that she carries a certain enthusiasm with every sentence. A lively one, that centaur.

She looks back at Jamie, "I'm in this village because I'm lost. I was running and running and the next thing I knew, several days came and went! I lost track of time and where I went! Sooooo... I'm here, but I don't know where here is to there or where there is to here."

Zerry flags down Pyrus. "Hey you with the pretty hair and nifty skin! C'mere!" she quickly looks back at Jamie. "Which reminds me! I like your hair too! Its so red, it reminds me of when there is fire in the sky!"

  Tark has seen some 'redhead' elves of assorted subspecies in the past, but that was in less reputable areas of cities.  While Jamie is dressed far more respectably (and covered) for it to just be a dye job.

  That said, Tark didn't think it was polite to point and stare.  Which is also why he's not going bug eyed at Pyrus's situation, like someone who was not a hardened adventurer (which he totally was, honest) would-

  Wait, Zerry IS pointing and staring. Should he then?... Nah, it would probably be less endearing from a half-orc to compliment someone's skin.  So he just nods, and says "Hello, Jamie.  I'm glad to see so many pleasant people around here."

  He turns to Zerry, and asks "Well, why wouldn't people think it's nice to meet you Zerry?"  Maybe people who have to clean hoof prints indoors?  He rummages through his pack, commenting "Well, I have no idea where you came from.  But we could at least point out where you are now on a map."

Having finally reached the ground level behind the inn he dusted himself off.
Now finally ready to goto the market that was until his stomach growled.
This made him realize he'd spent so much time stealing and serving he hadn't
taken the time to actually eat. He just hoped the cook didn't change the special of the day to rabbit stew again now that lily was gone. He made his way around front and headed into the building proper.

He looked around and hope he didn't smell too much like Lily's perfume as he ordered the special and some mead while he waited.

Jamie just smiles and chuckles a bemused giggle as she watches a rather energetic centaur go back and forth like someone who took a bit more than their recommended daily allowance of caffeine.  "Why, you're in Saint Omer, my dear," she said in a melodic voice.  "Just a bit away from a village called Parnast, which I'm ultimately headed.  You'd probably like it there, pretty.  Nice open spaces for you to..."

Her eyes glance over to see Meiou appear.  Her eyes narrowed, but she still smiled.  Resembling a cat who found her prey, she lowered her head and tapped her nose with a finger. "You have to excuse me, I found someone I wanted to meet."

'Never expected to find him so soon,' Jamie whispered to herself as she pulled out a slip of paper from a belt pouch and, using Mage Hand, carried it over into Meiou's pouch as he was about to pay for his dinner.

"Meiou, there is a woman who would want to talk to you about the debts you incurred.  Meet her in a wagon with witch's insignia in the stables.  Pippkin Ducaine."

He was taking out the gold for paying for everything when he found the note.
He cursed under his breath . He had just been planning to go send a payment too.
You steal one treasured outfit and suddenly your debt you cant possibly imagine. Though he had heard tales of something called 'student loans' once . Never did understand what that was about.

Pyrus smiled and nodded from the invitation.  He carries his prisoner with him and ties him to a chair before taking a seat himself.

"Thanks for the compliments and invitation, Zerry.  I'm Pyrus.  This is Ozshoon Hatred the Babykiller."

The tiefling looks quite annoyed at being introduced.

"Sorry to hear about your misfortune.  Good to see you have someone who looks eager to be helpful."

Half orcs may not have stellar reputations in general, but "mislead centaur children for the lulz" isn't a common thing from what he's heard of them.  And the guy looks extremely chill for a half-orc.

Zerry respects Jamie's request to be excused and turns her attention to Tark to answer his question. "Some people think it is so-so to meet someone. Others think it is bad to meet someone. I've met a few here in town who didn't like me just for living."

She turns to look at Pyrus. "Why is Ozshoon gagged? And why is he called babykiller?"

Just because she is no longer talking with Jamie doesn't mean Zerry isn't paying attention / distracted by Jamie's actions and the fact a bunny just walked into the place.

....it does seem the tavern has not gone immediately back to serving rabbit stew.

  Clearly, the prisoner was called such because of their resemblance to Ozshoon Loathing the Puppy Kicker.

  "Hope you have a nice talk" Tark comments to Jamie while still rummaging through their mundane objects, finally bringing out a map tube.  Because Tark had learned the hard way just cramming lose notes and maps into storage isn't very good for them.

  He spreads the map on the cleanest... er, most available part of the table.  "Okay, North is that way" He points perfectly towards North without looking  "This is Saint Omer.  Over there is Parnast... and I have no idea where you used to live, but if you remember what direction you entered this town from, you'll at least have a good idea which way to run back.  Which might not even be on this map, it wasn't very expensive."  Good thing too, with how many notes and scribblings Tark has added to fill in where he had been that wasn't on it.

To Meiou:

At the bottom of the note, Meiou sees a note written in a more flowery script:  "Tomorrow Morning, hon.  I'm spending the night in an inn."  It also had a spray of perfume on it as well.

To Zerry:

'Ah, such a polite girl, even if she is a bit hyper,' Jamie mused to herself, but there was a glint of steel in her eyes when she heard of 'Ozshoon the Baby Killer.'  She hoped that she didn't have to interrupt her dessert by slinging spells with this loser.

"Ozshoon specializes in devil magic that requires killing babies," Pyrus explains, "So his reputation became part of his name.  He is gagged to prevent him from incanting spells."

He looks impressed with Tark's map.  "Wow.  What you have there could be quite valuable to the right buyer.  Or to you if you were to take up cartography as a profession."

He takes out his own map of the region.  Far less detailed.  And covered in Xs to mark off the places he did not find his quarry.

The rabbit pocketed the note an sighed. He swore he had one unlucky foot and one lucky from the way his luck swayed. maybe he had been cursed? he'd have to ask someone to look into it sometime. For now he paid for his meal and drink taking them to go sit at a table. It was nice to see it was still beef stew being served.

 He just hoped noone started making jokes about a rabbit folk eating meat. Not every town has as easy access to veggies as some so he just went along with it instead of trying to carry his own specialized food or something.

Fun fact! Rabbits sometimes eat their own babies. So rabbits eating meat isn't unheard of...

Zerry looks at the maps and ooooos. "....I have no idea!" she says almost as though proud of her ignorance. Almost. "I have never seen a map before, but it looks nifty! I'll bet it is useful to you, but I have no idea what those drawings mean!"

You take for granted that reading a map is a skill. And even some people who are trained in reading maps can get confused. The centaur, having never seen one, is not only confused, but doesn't even understand the concept.

Zerry looks at Pyrus. "....babies? What a meanie."

Zerry looks over towards the rabbit then back to Jamie. She wants so badly to ask questions, but the map is, for the moment, keeping her occupied.
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  Well, Tark tried.  Not very hard to be fair, but he tried.  The things one takes for granted when you have Automap as a personal feature.

  "Thank you, Pyrus.  Though I figure I'd just be given spare change for my scribbling over old maps.  Then at best there are maps that already show what I filled in, and at worst they just sell new ones with what I drew"

  Back to Zerry, he comments "Well, since it's a drawing it's hardly perfect.  But it's supposed to give you a rough idea of where things are in relation to eachother.  The tiny town with the words Saint Omer on it means, well, Saint Omer."  He can't really blame her for not remembering what specific direction she approached the town gate from.  Town gates kind of blur together after a while.

Pyrus nods to Tark.  He thinks the guy doesn't give himself enough credit.  A humble half-orc?  Not unheard of, but certainly a gem.

He then smiles at the child and explains.  "A map is a drawing of a place as seen from above.  I'll show you."

He waves his hand over his map and an image of the room as seen from he ceiling appears on it.

"This is a map of this room.  If you were to show this to someone who's never been here, they'd still know about the back door even though they'd never seen it.  Now most map artists don't show this much detail because it would take too long to make copies.  So they replace perfect pictures with symbols.  Like this."

Pyrus waves his hand over it again.  The map becomes a symbolic map.  "These rectangles represent windows.  This symbol represents a door..."

He continues to explain maps of varying scale and how to read them.

(( If you want something exciting to happen for making all the PCs work together, we could have an imp fly in to cut the prisoner's ropes. ))

After she finished off her dessert, Jamie joined in.  She pointed to a side village on the map with Saint Omer on it.  "That's Parnast, my pretty, that's the place I told you about."

The rabbit sat down at a table near them and began eating.

He didn't seem like much or much like an adventurer given his lack of equipment.
He just seemed to have the clothes on his back ,the money pouch , and that strange bracelet on his wrist.  Maybe he was some townfolk or merchant?  It was hard to say for sure unless someone managed to examine him very closely.

In reply to meiou (msg # 25):

While Jamie is talking to the centaur over the map, she takes a couple glances over to the rabbitfolk to get a better look.  At times even looking up and down him.  'It's definitely Meiou,' she mused to herself. 'Pippkin's description of him is unmistakable, and even with his disguises, I can see right trough them.'

Zerry ohs and nods to the explanations. She picks up well enough on it, though it is obvious she isn't any brighter than a normal kid. Zerry then looks at Jamie. "Why not invite your bunny friend over here? You keep looking at 'im, so you may as well have him join us!"

She waves to Meiou. "Hey bunny! Wanna come hang out? Make some friends?"

He had been in the middle of drinking some of his mead when the girl called to him
startling him in the process. he set his mug down coughing as he adjusted to the drink going down the wrong pipe.

In a scratchy voice still coughing some " Wh-what? "

  "Oh, Zerry asked if you wanted to be friends.  Because she's outgoing like that."  Well, verbally outgoing.  Meanwhile, Tark had just assumed Jamie had a thing for bunnies.

Pyrus smiles at the amusing exchange.  He wonders a bit to himself if being a red-head would make him stand out more or blend in more with this group.  Well at least he matches Zerry's color.

To Meiou he simply raises his pitcher in a gesture of welcome.  He chooses not to ask Jamie about her eyeing the bunny.

Why ? Why did this girl want to talk to him and have him cover over?
He swore his bad luck foot as he thought was itching or something given
how suddenly he had gotten that not and now this.

" Yeah uhm I think i'll pass. Just here for the meal then i'm off. Work to do an all that. "

he lied hoping to get out of this. He wasn't much of a people rabbit folk.

"Work? I can help! I'm a real workhorse! Whatchya do for work?! And you may as well come over here so I don't have to yell across the tavern in order to have this conversation!"

People were already looking at Zerry's table as it was... now they are staring with amusement. And many are following this latest development. Meiou, along with Zerry and friends, are all now the stars of the tavern.

he closed his eyes and meditated for a few seconds. Mostly to ease his anxiety about all eyes being on him. He really did not like being noticed.

He reopened them and looked at the girl " Lass i'm ten feet away not clear across the tavern. No real need to be screaming at the top of your lungs at me. " he replied in a calmer demeanor. He had sat down at a table near theirs after all.

Jamie just chuckled as she turned on the charm, she moved over to Zerry as she gave the rabbit a rather coquettish pose.  "Well," Jamie said to Zerry, "I could use some help myself, you see, I need to find a place where I can set up a good sanctum near that village.  You've probably done some moving help before, sweetie.  I then have to so some rituals and start on a little garden for components, I prefer to grow my own, you see.  After that, things might be dulled down, but I know I'd like seeing you around."

He raised a brow at this. Something fishy was going on here.
"I'm sorry I know nothing of that nature to be able to help. You might check out the fortune teller in the market or maybe theres someone else there who can help."

  Progress!  "It's okay Meiou, I'm getting used to being properly sociable myself."  Tark, you are also at least twice the rabbit's size and have only angered people it is socially acceptable to anger.  So you have less to look over your shoulder over.

  He asks Jamie, "Well, what exactly would the working conditions be like?  And how much of that gardening involves stuff that needs particularly safe handling?" You could have taken carpentry as your battle master artisan proficiency, but noooo you took up Masonry because of how much time your character spent dealing with mines.

Pyrus is loving this group.  Such helpful attitudes!  And polite too.  At least by comparison.  But then, his company hasn't been the best of late.  He figures Jamie has enough questions to answer without his adding any.  But he'll be curious to know what sort of sanctum this will be.  Jamie doesn't look like a standard cleric.
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"Well, I happen to be a good enough fortune teller," Jamie said as she gave Meiou a coy glance behind her. "My mama's a fortune telling witch, who adopted me into the craft.  While I'm not as good a fortune teller as I am, I do have my own path."

She turned back to the rest of the group.  "Good witch, in case you're asking.  I don't do wicked stuff unless I have to.  Like that statue not too far from here.  One shouldn't be mugging people without finding out what they do."  She gave what sounded like a mix of giggle and crackle.  "If someone's smart enough, they've found out how to reverse it by now, I put the instructions on him."

"It really shouldn't be too difficult, just a small victory like garden and light housekeeping.  After that, I'll be researching on the history of this region and the world around them.  As some of you may guess, some parts of the world's past has been erased, forgotten from memory.  I wish to help those who want to rediscover what happened.  Missing events, missing artifacts..." She gave Meiou that coy smile again.  "...missing people."

Now he knew something was going on. He kept his calm demeanor and casually replied.

"You don't say? I'll keep that in mind if I find someone needing that kind of help. You can't be too good if you just got here and haven't already learned something." he taunted as he finished his meal.

Zerry says, "Why do you think she hasn't learned anything? She's so good, *I* learned something without her even telling me!" She looks at Jamie and gives an exaggerated wink. "And I'll help you too, if ya need it!"

And that was the most she was willing to wait; she gallops over to be right by Meiou at an almost cartoonishly fast rate. "My name's Zerry! What's your name?"

Jamie just smiled and gave her mischievous giggle at the Centaur.  "I'll be honored to have you with me, Zerry."

If it was one thing he had learned in his training it was never give out your true name. " Alexander. " This way they can't know anything about you or your previous misdeeds.

In reply to meiou (msg # 42):

When the rabbit said "Alexander," Jamie's pointed ears twitched a bit, as she recognised the name.  She gave a sly smouldering grin, but didn't say anything else.

   Tark makes a mental note to check his paper notes later for if he's forgotten something the word 'victory' means.

  "Well, hopefully whatever you find about the past is informative stuff.  Instead of the 'Whoops we dug up something that wants to kill people' stuff." He has not really been able to find a common consensus about just how deep is 'too deep'....

  Hmm...  Tark starts scribbling some notes for later curiosity.  Why do Elves always get away with twisting trees into unnatural shapes like creepy parasites, when digging through unfeeling rocks always gets all the stories of hubris and disrespecting nature?

He quickly chugged the rest of his mead. "Sorry to just up and go but you know how work can be. you have to earn the gold to keep yourself fed. " he said hopping up out of his chair getting ready to leave. he really didn't like the lime light and it was all on them right now.

Zerry smiles and waves to the others. "Poor Alexander is so busy! Let's all go help him!" she then turns to trot after Meiou.

"why me?" he says to himself as hears the hooves coming after him.
He breaks into a dash looking for somewhere to hide for a moment or two so he change.

As it so happens, Pyrus is looking into recovering bits of history too.  How serendipitous.  At least now he knows why the reference to "sanctum" earlier.  Zerry's antics continue to amuse Pyrus and he stands up when Zerry suggests following Alexander to his workplace.

"I have to drop off my prisoner at the constable's.  I'll catch up once my chore is complete."

With that, he hefts his prisoner and begins to do as he said.

The moment he does find a safe spot to change, he finds a wrapped gift set on it, addressed to him. With a card, with a similar scent of perfume as the note he found.  This time, more intense:

"By this time, I believe we met.  I wanted to discuss this in private, but things are getting a bit too chaotic.  I'll cut to the chase then.

I, Jamie Wintertouch of the Black Forest Coven, have officially paid off your debts.  Therefore, you work for me.  You'll be my assistant for the time being, which will involve finding more information about what happened in the past, including finding your old mentor, Pippkin Ducaine.

I assure you that, by bosses go, I'll be much kinder then what you expect.  In fact, since I know you like costumes, I thought I'd give you one.  Although I have to let you know, it's special.

Oh sure, you can dump this box and scatter your little bunny butt away, cotton tail for all to see, but I'm not without my ways, I can track you down.  In fact, I knew where you're going to hide.  After all, how else would you find this box?  Tee Hee."

"Ugh" he thinks to himself upon reading the note. He really cant catch a break today. That little witch had planned this all from the beginning . He hated it when this happened. Master Ducain used to do this alot to him.

He cringed expecting the worst when he opened the box to see what was inside.

In reply to meiou (msg # 50):

What Meiou found was a full body suit and head of a lady squirrel, complete with soft fur and a fluffy tail.  The head had a wide-eyed and pretty smile, and the body had a rather feminine shape.  Not unlike the female bodysuits Meiou was used to.

Inside the box was a longer skirted version of the dress that Witch wore.  On top of that was a pendant with a tag on the back:  Sarah, Familiar of Jamie Wintertouch.

"I'm gonna regret this.. " he sighed and took a breathe.
Luckily this niche was dark enough noone would notice him.

"Requip outfit 2" he said quietly as his attire vanished leaving him in the nude.
He then quickly garbed himself in the outfit in the box quietly and quickly readjusting the bracelet to her wrist after.

She shifted abit and adjusted her clothing before stepping out only to trip over an excited and speedy centaur.

In reply to meiou (msg # 52):

The moment that Meiou snapped Sarah in place, he heard an audible snap, and he felt some thoughts enter his head.  He heard the witch--Jamie's--voice giggling in the back of his head.  Also, it seems that the costume had a life of its own, her smile widening and a sense of joy overflowing the rabbit wearing it. A sense of being thrilled to be alive.

"Oooooh, happy day," he heard the witch's say from inside her head, as Sarah bounced a little on her feet.  "I thought you'd never put her on.  I'm so glad that you decided to do so, Sarah.  I could really use a familiar who knows these parts.  Oh, and I wanted this to be a bit of a trial so I don't think I'll let you use that bracelet for the evening."

Before Meiou would ever think about it, Sarah had removed the bracelet and put it into a pouch in her skirt.

"Yes, Sarah is an enchanted costume with a bit of a personality, it's supposed to combine with yours as long as you're wearing her; a familiar costume, you might say.  In time, once you get adjusted, you can control her better than you can now.  But before then, I need you to take all of Meiou's things and send them to my room.  After all, he's supposed to work for me now, right?"

With that, it was Sarah's turn to give a bit of a chuckle.

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OOC:  Meiou and I talked this out, and I decided on a plot device that Jamie had help enchanting back in the Black Forest:  A special costume that turns its wearer into her squirrel familiar.  In this costume, Jamie can use Sarah's eyes and ears and can cast spells through her.  After this evening, Jamie will let Meiou slip the Requip bracelet back on so he can change back.

Mechanically, Meiou might need to take levels in Arch Witch Warlock.

Since he's having trouble getting into the RP, Jamie thought about forcing the issue on the annoying little rabbit.

Zerry looks down at the squirrelgirl and says, "OHMIGOSH I'm so sorry!" before offering a hand to the fallen squirrel. "Are you OK? And you didn't happen to see a red-furred bunny hop by this way, did you?"

The rabbit squirmed and struggled as he felt the suit take control of him. What the heck was this thing? What did she mean it had a mind of its own and he couldn't use his bracelet. This wasnt good. For the first time in a long time he felt poewrless to do anything.

She groaned as she picked herself off the ground before turning around to face the centaur girl. "OH MY GOSH ,I'M SO SORRY! ARE YOU OK?! DO I NEED TO CALL A HEALER? OOOOH MISTRESS DIDNT GIVE ME ANY HEALING POTIONS..." She seemed rather worried she hurt the girl though if she had it was probably just a scrape no real harm done. "Oh.. mistress is not going to like this.. I'm already late and now this.Bunny? No bunny just me "

In reply to meiou (msg # 55):

"Whoops!"  Meiou heard Jamie say in her head.  "I didn't tell you that she's a total klutz.  I'm sure she'll be all right once she stops panicking."

Meanwhile, Jamie is sitting there in the tavern with a local brew, her eyes closed and giggling to herself.  'He's faring no better than I was when I was mama's warlock,' she mused to herself.
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  Well, that escalated quickly.  Everyone had left in a hurry over some reason or other... Well, Jamie was still there.  But Tark had traveled enough to recognize the signs of incredibly smug telepathy.  So for the moment, takes the opportunity to finish off his meal.

  Oh, giggling?  Yeah, this is probably not very enjoyable at all for whoever is on the other side of that call.

In the nebulous amount of time that just passed, Pyrus has dropped off his prisoner at the constable's and collected the surprisingly small reward.

He's returning to a most comical scene and smiles. "I'm sure Zerry isn't so fragile that she'll need any healing from a simple bump."

" Are you a healer? are you sure? I mean I once saw a man pass out after getting a really nasty paper cut so it could be bad. Oooh why did I have to travel seperately from the mistress...? She's going to be so angry at me... " She continued panicking

Zerry says, "Phooey. Well I guess I'll ask around town about the guy and where he works. He was in such a hurry, he forgot to give me instructions!"

She looks around... then looks back at the squirrel. "I have some new friends! Wanna meet them? My name's Zerry! What's your name?"

she calmed down seeing Zerry was ok. she gave a slight polite curtsy " Sarah. I came to meet with my mistress Jamie. " she bit her lip now worried about upsetting her mistress with her tardiness.

Meiou on the inside grumbled to himself. He was sooo going to get Master Ducain back for this.Having to play a witches familiar was not what he signed up for. Though it sure beat what he had to play back under Master Ducain's teaching.

Meiou can sense Sarah's whirlwind thoughts rolling in his head:  Must get Meiou's stuff.  Must bring it to Mistress.  Must get back to Mistress.  Who's this Meiou?  Must not be late for Mistress.  Who's this grumbling thought in my head? Don't want Mistress mad at me.  Well, she never was that mad at me but neverthe..." and on and on, with some thoughts being a bit aware that something's a bit...off.

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Mechanically, she's sensing Meiou's presence.

She didnt understand who this meiou was but she turned and ventured into the inn heading upstairs to the rabbits room. she wasnt sure how she knew it was his place probably her mistresses doing. She was smart like that to tell her. she ignored the grumbling and random toher thoughts that made no sense and gathered up everything she could get ahold of. She then took it all downstairs to her mistress as fast as she could.

  Okay Tark let's review.  He scribbles idly in a notebook to collect his thoughts about this sequence of events, and wanders back upstairs to double check his suspicions of just what room all that stuff came from.

  He wanders back downstairs, and considers the pile of Not Jamie's Stuff gathering around said witch.

  Now, the SMART thing would be to just ignore it, considering Jamie is the attractive lady and he's the half-orc nobody will care suddenly turns into a chicken in front of witnesses.

  But having a mostly functioning conscience is highly inconvenient at times. So when someone you were just talking to ran in barely concealed panic (If from Zerry), only for said witch to be so prepared to steal his stuff at a moment notice, she hired a maid... Yeah.

  So he asks the Squirrel "Excuse me, why are you taking stuff from someone else's room and giving it to Jamie?"

OCC: Tark's incredibly detailed notes.
Frowny and sad bunny heads alongside smiling and smug centaur and witch heads.
A bunch of question marks around a squirrel head with a loot bag.

Man, wish RPOL wasn't being so finicky today. I wanted to post this up hours go. "Oh my god RPOL is up! post! *connection not found.*

Zerry yelled after the fleeing squirrel, "I just met Jamie! ....well I guess she knows where she's going." What is it with small anthros running away from Zerry today?

The centaur heads back inside, motioning for Pyrus to come with and heads to Jamie. "Hey Jamie! Alexander disappeared and then some squirrel said she was looking for you."

OOC:  I'm assuming that Sarah is headed for Jamie's room, which she knows somehow.  She also hears Jamie's conversation to Zerry just in case she needs to explain matters.

(With RPOL being bitchy the way it is, you can understand my hiccups in the timeline.)

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"Oh, 'Alexandar'." Jamie said to Zerry.  "I just acquired his services because of some debts I paid off.  I'm having him move with me.  That squirrel you saw is Sarah, my familiar."

She then gets up from her bench.  "I have to go catch up with her then.  The poor girl gets worried sick about me.  I have a wagon in the stable near here.  If you want to help me out, you can meet me there in the morning. Blessed be, Zerry." She then leaves for her room.

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Sarah's mind went.  'Oh, Mistress hired Meiou, so that's why I'm moving his stuff.  Wouldn't think of doing so otherwise.'

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OOC:  I goofed.  Jamie would have called him Alexander.  This is what happens when I try to PBP just after I was DMing a Streamed Session on Roll20.  My Bad.
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  Okay, so apparently 'Alexander' was named Meiou Alexander.  "So.  Alexander, the rabbit who loudly declared he wanted nothing to do with working for your Mistress to the point of running away-"

  Speaking of running away from questioning as fast as possible, that's what he finds Jamie suddenly doing...  For someone who initially came off as sociable, it's turning out that the witch is more like a lot of idle rich he has done odd jobs for in the past.

  So Tark hates himself for wondering less what really happened to Meiou for the moment... And instead just how much the Witch is paying the rabbit (probably nothing, so better to wonder how much she might pay himself, instead).

  He looks over to Zerry, and says "Zerry.  Jamie might be offering a lucrative job.  But, don't take any payment but money from her, and don't put on any gifts she might offer except in a public place with witnesses... And if she's building a house out of cookies, we really need to leave immediately."

EDIT: OOC: Oh no, David used the name of his longtime friends character he's used to saying and typing 24/7? How could this happen!?
Yeah it's perfectly understandable.
I just assumed the Meiou usage was Jaime instinctively using that name because it's more bragging to use his real name, instead of admitting Meiou is clever by sticking with the rabbit's idea.
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Pyrus followed Zerry.  Though not as fast as the excitable centaur, he's able to enter the inn immediately after her through the magic of Droopy the Dog style scene transitions or whatever.  So he was able to catch enough of what was said to prevent him from being clueless about what's going on.  But even without Tark pointing out the crazypants obvious transparency going on, Pyrus could put two and two together.

He chuckles at Tark's comment.  "Sound advice.  I really appreciate how helpful you are to the generous lost girl."

To Zerry he says, "While I don't find myself inclined to be quite so quick to offer random strangers help with their... stuff...  I do happen to be headed in the same direction she mentioned.  And I imagine it would be slightly safer to travel as a group.  So if you happen to choose to travel with the witch, her familiar, and maybe the bunny that didn't get away, I'm hoping to be able to enjoy some more of your sunny disposition with them."

He gives her a small smile.
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Sarah somehow knew the door she was supposed to knock on, and was almost unsure if she knocked loud enough for her Mistress to hear.

Only to hear a "Come iiiiiin," in Jamie's voice.

Sarah opened the door to find Jamie fresh from a warm bubble bath, with requisite bubble bath scent, in a soft flannel pajamas, jotting in her journal.  Her Witch Uniform cleaned, pressed, smelling of lilacs and hung over a chair ready for the morning.

"Ah, my little familiar has returned," Jamie said with a bright smile.  "I hope things weren't as rough on you as previously."
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The squirrel shook her head in reply looking around for some place to put all these things of the rabbits she had collected since he would be working for her mistress now. " Things are fine. Sorry being late again mistress... I tripped over a centaur girl and got worked up again"   she said with blush of embarrassment.

In reply to meiou (msg # 70):

"Ooooh, that's all right, my pet," Jamie said as she scritched the squirrel's head.  "I think I can find a decent bad for you to put them all in.  By the way, I wonder what kind of stuff did he bring with him.  Care to show me?"

Meanwhile, Jamie reached into a large luggage on wheels and pulled out a Bad of Holding, perfect to put in Meiou's effects that Sarah gathered.

Also, being this close to Sarah's Mistress, Meiou could feel the connection between Witch and Warlock flow into him, it felt strange, unfamiliar, and yet, it felt like someone's slipping into him and putting him on, as if the Witch can sense his every thought, word, and deed, even more than the squirrel.

'If you ever want to feel the cool air on your fur rabbit, you better play along,' he heard Jamie say, a tinge of authority in her otherwise sweet and mischievous voice.

Or actually, he heard it coming out of his own throat and out Sarah's own mouth.

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Edited.  Sometimes I get characters mixed up.
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The rabbit felt all that and more indeed. It was almost overwhelming that is until the witch spoke directly to him which put him on edge again "Damnit woman its not like ive got much choice in the matter!" he would grumble in response

Sarah always one to try and please her mistress quickly dumped all of Meiou's things she had gathered into the. it seemed mostly clothes ,money and the outfit of Lily. Though that might strike her as odd. she knew about his bracelet yet why wasn't the girl in it. "Mistress you know I don't like it when you talk through me...

In reply to meiou (msg # 72):

Jamie raised an eyebrow but nevertheless felt happy.  'Sarah's never did that before.  It must be Meiou's doing.' 

"My apologies," Jamie said as she scritched Sarah's neck, as motherly as ever.  "I'll won't do that again."  She then picked Sarah up to rub her neck...

...and popped up her headpiece just enough for her to see the rabbit's face.  While Sarah wasn't hurt by this move, Meiou is still frozen in the costume.  For Sarah, it was like the world went pause on her.

"I'm hoping that we can be on better terms, Meiou," Jamie said, her voice stern.  "Pippkin did tell you about how difficult you could be, especially with that big debt you had. He helped me a lot making Sarah which is the only way you'll ever go along with that, and even then, I'd have to trick you to put it on. I expected you to be avoidant when you were in the lobby, but I'm hoping that I don't have to charm you to get you to work with me."  Her eyes narrowed and flashed with power.  "And since I paid a pretty penny for your debt, you will work with me.  How we'll work together depends on that attitude of yours."

She churred softly and rubbed into it. When her face was pulled up to her it was like she dozed off .

the rabbit shivered as his face could move once more. "Look if everyone hadn't been so determined to chat with me maybe we could of been more civil. I don't do the spotlight. I like the shadows. Though let us try to make this work peacefully."

In reply to meiou (msg # 74):

"I was hoping you'd say that," Jamie said.  "I'm sure that you'll stay in the shadows as long as you're Sarah.  She's my familiar, while you, my pretty Meiou," she chuckled, "are now my loyal thief.  I'm sure they'll be a lot of jobs for you to do for me, and you can hide as Sarah in between jobs if need be."

Her eyes narrowed again.  "Besides, you might learn some other skills to add to your rougery.  I could teach you magic, if you're good.  A little arcane skills with your thievery, just like your old mentor, I can help you find him along the way.  I found the rabbit gentleman thief before.  Tracked him, caught him...*" Her whole face was like a cat playing with a mouse as she's remembering this.  "Good times, I must tell you, and I needed to let the bad girl in me out on occasions.  Keeps me from running afoul with the Three-fold law.  But then again the cretin did attempt to steal a grimoire of mine.  Point is, I got a hold of Pippkin Ducaine, and if you wish, I can find him again."

She then narrowed her eyes again, "But if course, I could just make you disappear for real, and you will be Sarah for the rest of yoru life."  She then popped a smile and shrugged.  "Your choice of course.  I paid a lot of money for your debt and I want to get my coin's worth."  She then looked right into Meiou's eyes, and he could even see the glowing arcane powess in her eyes.

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* There was more to this, but this is a G-Rated RP.

"He tried to teach me magic said I didn't have the smarts for it. Look im willing to work with you and everything i just didnt like everyone wanting to talk to me and everything. You say you can find him well we can see about that. I'd say by now he's already found a way to get around that but I cant say for sure. "

In reply to meiou (msg # 76):

"Oh, Pippkin Ducaine can hide very well from the commonfolk, Meiou," Jamie said.  "But not to someone who can see through birds and rodents.  Not to someone like me.  I was able to see him easily.  He's also not as knowledgeable as I am, because, Meiou..." She moved closer, looking right into the rabbit's eyes.  "...I can teach you where your mentor failed.  Sarah is more than just my familiar, Meiou.  She is also my warlock, and you can be the same as well, if you're willing.  Imagine, arcane powers can be yours, you can even become more powerful than that silly white rabbit."

From the glowing eyes of the Eladrin filling his vision, and the energy from Sarah's connection flowing through his body, Meiou can tell that she's telling the truth.

In reply to David Foxfire (msg # 77):

He shivered and squirmed.  He sighs just giving in for now. He wanted to learn though he was just sorta tired of being manipulated like this."Alright fine teach me... "

In reply to meiou (msg # 78):

Jamie leans over as if to kiss Meiou, but then says, "In due time, rabbit."

She then snaps Sarah's head back in place, waking her back up.

"I'm tired, and I need a snuggle buddy for tonight.  I have a bath and suitable pj's for you, Sarah.  Once you clean up, join me."

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OOC:  Still keeping things G rating.  Jamie is going to have Susan be a teddy bear to sleep with, nothing more.  Has any of you have a plush toy or a pet in your bed as a child?

She blinks and yawns " I'm sorry mistress i must be more sleepy than i thought." she grabbed her clothes to go change and come back

In reply to meiou (msg # 80):

"That's why I want you to come to bed with me, sweetie."  Jamie said as she lays down on the bed.  Fluffing a pillow so for her head.  "It's been a long day for you, a long travel, and now you must rest, so you can be a proper familiar."

Giggles and adjusts her clothes before getting into bed with her mistress. she was quite happy to do so.

In reply to meiou (msg # 82):

Jamie takes Sarah into her arms and snuggles the squirrel into her chest.  She hums a tune, soothing the squirrel into a sound sleep and even affecting the rabbit inside to boot.

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Mechanics wise--Jamie's humming contains a light charm effect she's doing while she's sleeping, easily resisted by Meiou if he wants to.  Otherwise, it draws him closer to Jamie, making him feel safe, warm, and loved around her.  At the most, it makes him a lot less grouchy around her, while not mind controlled.

A more flavor description of this charm is that Meiou would have feelings of warmth, hearth, and home whenever he's around Jamie, as if she has become a safe refuge whenever he's near her.  It's the same variant of 'Calm Emotions' that Jamie's mother, Silverskin, put on Jamie herself when she met.

Both would then run with that emotions and prompt the recipient into accepting them as their patron/mistress/Auntie/Grandma/Mother/insert your term here.  It's a common practice for witches seeking to teach the craft to the next generation.