Kib can't so much flee. He can shriek - he can lurch in the direction of the nearest house and try the door - it's locked. He can amble briskly...
He can break into a run when the snake gains on him and fall flat on his face.
And he can get eaten up.
And it's too bright too bright too bright and he flings his arm over his eyes.
Sigh. No obvious connection between any of the bits yet, but he organizes the notes into something more indexed and goes back to work.
Well, with the grace ring a three mile hike is not such an imposition. He likes his grace ring. At some point I still want to give you a hug, he informs Maitimo.
Waiting, mostly. Artanis bounced me a dream but it's not useful in isolation. Hug. He is not as strong as an Elf but he can try.
No, it's about something else, earlier I think, you don't feature. She didn't mention you, either.
I can do that but I'd want somebody telepathic along in case the language barrier becomes suddenly urgent.
Nod. They may have somebody who speaks the common there especially if we find a shipping district to start off in, but can't guarantee it.
He might. And taking home every child a stork happens to drop in our eyeshot is... kinda silly.