Clearly, Igatho just heads out and smashes some monsters. She offers Darcy her club after combat at one point to see if she wants to smash the nearly-dead, still-twitching monster.

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As long as there is a head to it, Pan demonstrates the slapping technique. From all appearances, she seems to just be showing Justin where to slap someone. Which most people already know. "Slapping this dummy could get you splinters, so do not slap the dummy at full force. Instead, I will provide you something else to slap at full force for a while. Go ahead with whatever business you were doing, Justin."

Pan heads off to grab a large bucket, the kind that can be used as a tub for a child up to age 10. So hopefully, about 4' deep. After bringing the bucket to Justin, Pan then goes to fill it halfway with water. As she fills it, she goes for casual conversation, "What led to the dwarf saying what he said, anyway?"

In reply to Pan Flute (msg # 14):

Justin just sighs.  "We both know how professional we keep our relationship together, and I've read up on Empaths and all that, but Karl just keeps talking about us being 'an item,' as he calls it and asking whatever I'm going to hook him up with someone."  He groans.  "It's embarrassing to me, I can only imagine how you feel toward it."

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"You're an attacker, Igatho," Darcy said, "I do heals and support.  Go on ahead."

Pan nods to Justin. "I will speak with him myself. For now, just make sure you stay off your foot, slap the water, and get whatever paperwork you need accomplished done. I only came to check on you... I will be doing my rounds to see how everyone else is doing. Do you have any requests of me before I go?"

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Igatho yays as if celebrating she didn't have to share her cookie! A few more smashes and she starts toddling off to Parnast. "I wanna see Justin! JUSTIIIN!" she hollers even as she picks up the pace to head towards the town.

Justin gave a nod to Pan.  "Don't say any of this to Igatho,"  He said as he took up the quaterstaff-slash-walking stick and hobbled over toward Igatho's voice.

Pan says, "I... don't think she has any problems slapping a dwarf silly."

Pan waves and heads out, only to see Igatho in passing. She waves to Igatho, who waves back before barging into Justin's place. Pan calls after Igatho, "Gentle, Igatho! Justin is hurt!"

Igatho calls back, "Tay!" and hurries to Justin in hopes of giving him a gentle hug!

Pan stops to face Darcy. "Have a minute?"

As everyone was doing their own thing the sound of music could be heard rolling into town . It gradually grew louder and louder as this wagon came through town. Justin could tell this meant only one thing Sassy was finally back from the trip he had sent her on with new goods and refills on others. The Squirrelfolk lass of about four feet sat on the wagon playing a golden lyre. She had on emerald green peasant dress and blouse.


(Hope ya don't mind me joining. I liked what i'd been seeing here.Sasselia/Sassy Hazelnut is a bard but she works for Justin as a barkeep/maid and storekeep. His savvy merchant who gets him the best deals she can. I put her sheet link up in my description if you'd like to see. )

In reply to Pan Flute (msg # 18):

"Sure thing, Pan," Darcy said.  "I take it it's about Karl.  Only him would make Justin forget he's not a frost giant."

"Hey, Igatho," Justin said as she bounded up to him, nearly knocking him down with the rumbles caused by each step.  "How have you been doing this morning?"

While Justin is getting his bear hug from Igatho, he heard the music rolling in.  "Looks like Sassy's back from her errand."

Igatho says, "Do you wanna piggy-back ride to Sassy, Justin?"

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Pan nods to Darcy, "Yes... Karl was insisting Justin and I are an item and..."

She looks to see the incoming Sassy. Then looks back at Darcy. "...he is fine for now, but he nearly broke his ankle kicking Karl, not that any harm came to Karl, of course. I patched him up, gave him an exercise, and went looking to see if there was anyone else needing my aid. Figured if I bumped into you, I could talk to you before checking the other parts of town."

While Sassy is still out a ways, Pan gives Sassy a wave in greeting, though she keeps her eyes on Sassy, as if to communicate she is willing to converse whenever Sassy is within conversation distance.

Pan also puts an arm around Darcy in order to indicate she doesn't want Darcy to leave, regardless of Sassy. Besides, the giant might be out any second to greet the squirrel.
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The squirrel seeing the wave smiled and nodded to her as she played. Justin had sent word of Pan but she had not received word of the giant. The wagon came closer and her music stopped as she looked to Darcy and Pan " Justin said you wanted some rare herbs. I couldn't get you the herbs themselves but I was able to get you quite a few seeds. " she put her fingers to lips and whistles as a small mimic hops out of the back of the wagon and hops over to pan opening up for her at Sassy's command.

  Tark is reminded of the wildly varying quality of available resources in building up Paranst, as he comes into view of the growing congregation of named characters.  He honestly liked the currently ceased music more than the mimic running around, on that note.

  "Hello, everyone."  Tark figures it would be more polite to greet everyone by name, but that's a lot of names.  "Not to make light of a nearly broken ankle, but someone actually did break their ankle dropping some bricks on it.  Nothing life threatening at the moment, but brickwork won't set itself any faster with less people on their feet."

  He would love to complain about how stupid *picks name out of a hat* STEVE was, but considering his past luck with workplace medical treatment he really doesn't figure pointing out they were trying to show off carrying loads of bricks in each hand would help his case.

OOC: Sudden sleep pattern antics.  Basically just an annoyance in the long run, but would not have been the best for writing a coherent post even by my low standards of "Coherent post".  Which would mean things like forgetting Pan isn't only half as tall as me in this setting.

Note to self, edit up a Level 1 again Tark.
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"No need, Iggy," Justin said, using Igatho's nickname and showing his walking stick.  "I can manage." He heads over to Sassy.  "Herb seeds are as good as any, Sassy. Oh by the way, Igatho here's a friendly type, even as Frost Giants go."

He then hears the voice from up ahead, in the next wagon.  "Well, I do intend to get off this foot in due..."

He then saw who Tark was with.  And favored his head.  "Oh Gods...Jamie Wisdomtouch."

"Ugh, that Dwarf," Darcy muttered. "Remind me to ask Igatho to--carefully, I'd mind her--throw him into next tenday.  Seems like we only got seeds of the herbs we ordered...and an annoying little red-haired elven witch along the side."  Darcy get non-plussed as she sees Jamie hop off, her own squirrel in two.  "Meery meet, Jamie."

"Oh don't be that way," Jamie said with a confident smile and a hand flicking away a lock of her hair.  "As I said when we met in Paris, I'd be around when there's much needed lore to be found.  And I heard that there's plenty of abandoned towers in the forest in the Triangle, so I thought I'd check them out."

Jamie stretched her arms.  "But right now, I'm a bit parched.  Is there anyplace a girl can get a drink in here?"

Neither Justin nor Darcy had the nerve that one doesn't usually generate much of a thirst by travelling the 20 or something miles between Saint-Omer and Parnast on wagon.  But then again, a ginger half-eladrin known for prankster magic might be looking for more than a throatslake.
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The squirrel maiden hopped off the wagon placing her lyre into the mimic. "The good seeds are in the mimic Darcy. Safer keeping that way. Noone wants their fingers bitten off trying to steal goods. Though admittedly some rabbitfolk was trying to get in but something made him run off. "

she sighed blowing some hair out of her face "Whats the blasted dwarf gone and done now? Did he drink me out of house and home while I was away? So help me if he touched one drop without my permission ..." she trailed off grumbling hand reaching for her whip. None to pleased with the idea of the dwarf getting into her profits.
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In reply to meiou (msg # 25):

"Yeah, that reminds me," Justin said as he waited for Sassy to handle the seeds.  "Where did Meiou go, that annoying little cuss?"

Jamie eyed the seeds from afar herself, wondering if she had that type in her own hidden stash known only to her own Squirrelfolk familiar.

"Meeeeeiiiiou," Sarah heard Jamie's voice in her head.  "Is there something you need to tell me?" She could sense something poking in that new grumbly part of her mind, in her usual prankerish manner.

(Mechanically:  I don't know how much Sarah knows of Meiou at this time, although I'd think she'd be more aware of this new part of her.  I'm surprised that Meiou and Sarah haven't 'talked' any overnight.)

Jamie's mental tickle stopped when Sassy spoke to her.  "Oh, I'll be glad to, my squirrely friend."
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Igatho steps out to see the others. Then squeals and jumps in place, purposefully causing a mini quake! "PEOPLE!" she yells. Igatho then rushes over towards Jamie and Tark.

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Pan meeps as she widens her stance to keep from losing balance.

Pan reaches and takes the seeds. "...thank you." She nods to Darcy. "I don't think anyone can carefully throw someone... oh you are joking."

She gives a bow in greeting to the new arrivals. "Welcome. I am Pan. Please excuse me; I am off to help someone who is injured." She turns to Tark and says, "Lead the way."

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Zerry sees a giant and her eyes go wide. She MUST climb it! Zerry gallops over to Igatho and immediately climbs all over the baby! It is an odd sight, but judging from Igatho's giggling, the baby isn't being hurt.
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The squirrel quite used to such things easily maintains her balance. Having lived in a tree most of her life the moving of branches had helped her get used to instinctively balance herself. Seeing Pan get the seeds she whistles again for the mimic to close and hop into her arms. It was a pet of sorts of hers.
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In reply to Tark (msg # 23):

Pan looks at Tark and says, "Lead the way." before following him. She glances at Darcy. "Coming with? I'd like your company, and Justin has Igatho for now."

"Sure thing," Darcy said as she joined with Pan and Tark.  "Remind me to ask Igatho to--carefully, I'd mind her--throw him into next tenday.  Seems like we only got seeds of the herbs we ordered..."

And that's when she groaned, when she saw a red-haired elven witch in the wagon behind her, smiling as pretty as she pleases and petting the like-dressed squirrel in her lap.

"Aw, Gods, Jamie Wintertouch." (Note:  Had to correct the last name.)

"Oh don't be that way," Jamie said with a confident smile and a hand flicking away a lock of her hair.  "As I said when we met in Paris, I'd be around when there's much needed lore to be found.  And I heard that there's plenty of abandoned towers in the forest in the Triangle, so I thought I'd check them out."

Jamie stretched her arms.  "But right now, I'm a bit parched.  Is there anyplace a girl can get a drink in here?"

Darcy hadn't the nerve to say that she wouldn't generate much of a thirst travelling the 20 something miles between Saint-Omer and Parnast on wagon.  But then again, a ginger half-eladrin known for prankster magic might be looking for more than a throatslake.

Meanwhile, Justin just patted Igatho.  "Darcy wanted Sassy more than I did, Igatho.  I'd figure that I'd keep off my ankle for a while."

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Sarah  (Did it again, crap!)/Sassy/Meiou's turn is next.  I'm guessing we're going by player, and not characters?
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Post Order: Pan, Justin (David), Sally, Tark, Whoever my bro introduces
(Sally's Turn to Post. Nobody but Sally post please.)

In answer to Justin: Correct. It is by player, with the understanding that the characters here have no connection to the characters in Togetherness Thread. :)

The squirrel maiden snapped her fingers to close the mimic. "I'll keep the seeds safe till you need them Miss Pan. Oh sir Tark I hope you'll stop by later I got a few kegs of some new ale I hope you'll try for me. "

She nodded to Darcy smiling to the woman. Darcy had practically twisted Justin's arm to keep her around after she saved them so much gold on goods and well handled a certain dwarf problem so well.

"Terribly sorry for bringing her Justin but I did manage to make her pay up a thousand gold for bringing her along with me. "

The squirrel familiar hopped down from the wagon  next to Jamie . She quietly cast some mage hands to get their things from inside it. She wasn't quite sure why they needed to come here but who was she to question her mistress.

  Tark nods, "Thank you, Pan, Darcy." Well, thing are looking up for stupid not quite nameless NPCs. He really still has not figured out where his opinions land with Igatho, wavering between 'Child labor?' and 'Practical outlet?' as it does.

  "Well, your stuff tends to be nice Sally. So I'll probably get some later." Tark can only imagine how things would go if he was the sort to drink on the job, given his luck sober.

  He waves a combination greeting and departure to the latest arrivals of Witch and Squirrel variety, "I hope your stay here goes well, though I've got co-workers to get back to who did not cry like a small child in any way whatsoever." you're straining that 14 CHA, Tark.

  Justin seems to recognize them, so that's probably going to go well... Maybe.

OOC: I believe it's Whoever Pyrus's player comes up with, then Pan at this point.

Nathan flutters into the scene, humming merrily.  "Did I hear someone mention 'small child?'  I've got plenty of music to help with such.  And magic too!"

Igatho exits Justin's office and squeals, "Nathan!" and hops up and down to cause a mini quake before looking at Jamie. "New girl! I'm Igatho! Nathan is a song angel! Sing, Nathan!"

It is actually a good thing Igatho didn't hear about the smashed ankle. She would offer to smash it better and think the offer as being helpful. Or she would say Darcy or Pan need to kiss it to make it better, depending on what Igatho heard from Tark.

Meanwhile, Pan waves to Sally and heads off with Darcy and Tark. She looks over at Tark and says, "There is going to be a meeting later today concerning the current progress of Parnast and its future plans. Will you be joining me for that?"

After Tark gives Pan an answer, Pan asks Darcy, "If I may, why did you react that way to the recent arrival? Is she bad news?"

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Post Order: Pan, Justin (David), Sally, Tark, Whoever my bro introduces
(Justin's Turn to Post. Nobody but Justin post please.)
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OOC:  Before I go on, I err'd:  "Sally" should be "Sarah"

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"Somehow I knew that would be the case," Justin said to Sassy as Igatho carried him back to his office.  "Just make sure she doesn't get into too much trouble."

"We met in Paris," Darcy said to Pan.  "A witch from the Black Forest Coven.  Not a bad witch per se, but a practical joker if provoked enough."

"I'm not that bad," Jamie said, using an illusion spell to create a halo over her head.  "Would I really do something as malfesient as stuffing that Jester's Mask on the pickpocket that ran into you, just to shut him up?  I think that Mime that was jealous did that cute Ultra Combo on th--"

"Oh, let me think for a min--YES!"

The halo shattered.  Whatever it was by Darcy's remark or Igatho's entrance remains to be seen.

Sassy looked over to justin " I'll come by once I finish unloading to give you your share of the profits and your change."

Sassy smiled seeing Nathan " If its not much trouble after I finish work later could you give me some more singing lessons? I just feel I could be so much better with some help."

She wasn't sure about this other squirrelfolk though. There was something about her that didn't feel right aside from the fact she lacked a shiny and worked as a familiar to a witch . She would have to ask her mother or grandmother if they had heard anything about such things.

Sarah curtsied politely to everyone not sure who was looking to her or whom would be interested in listening but it was only polite to introduce yourself. " I am mistresses' familiar Sarah. It is nice to meet new folk. "

She really didn't like how Sassy was looking at her but she had to be quiet and follow her rules. Don't make eye contact with someone potentially hostile.

  Well, technically Tark did say the phrase 'small child', so sudden Angel kid had him there.  "Well, Nathan" Hopefully babies have great memory for names.  "he's more like thirty something.  But I'm sure he can act like a small child easily enough." Sassy (Why does he keep calling them Sally?) would probably benefit more from the singing, he doubted Steve would ever have a good voice for it.

  Tark suppresses a cringe at the miniquake.  Less out of any personal fear, and more just thinking about trying to perform construction around Igatho.
 
  "Yes Pan, I should probably should come along to that.  If only to compliment Justin for providing enough helmets and not complaining when rot worn handles break."

  Darcy's explanation basically sounded like the dictionary definition for witch... Well, okay, a fantasy setting dictionary would probably have something more rude to say about witches than that.

  Hopefully their Maid could keep Jamie out of trouble?

OOC: Seems to be Nathan, then Pan up next.
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