Fiddler raises an eyebrow as his wit springs to action. He elects not to employ it just yet.
Let the dirty shapeshifter field this particular question. Look around for rising smoke.
Perhaps there is a hint of pipe smoke in the air, drifting in from the direction the mice went.
"Honestly? They probably won't assault, tackle, eat, or ensorcelle you while I'm here, but insults and cajoling are very much on the table. You willing to come out anyway?"
((A reminder: the Eye has the means to communicate with omega base as well, though there might be some interference from the various goings on expected at this event))
The voice pauses for a moment, then sighs. "What's a Lady to do? Very well, I accept your terms. in exchange for safety from physical and magical means, I will tolerate the risk of insult or uncouth attitude from your group. they contract is complete." And with that, a singular creature steps out from the shadows. She is very thin with long limbs and very knobbly joints, almost like a walking chemical compound model. She is very dark in color, blue, with hints of purple and black, especially at the ends of her fingers and toes, and her eyes are large, round disks with dark green scleraFading to a teal iris around a wide, circular pupil. She moves with broad, sweeping motions, arms coming up over her head, and legs rotating in wide circles. She looks like she is always about to change direction, and in fact does change direction a couple of times before coming to a stop a couple yards away from you. She does a strange motion where each of her limbs in turn rotate forward once, the extremities coming to rest at about the same point on the ground in front of her. It takes a moment, but you recognize that to be a formal posture, which she holds for a second before sitting on the ground. While she looks rather small, you note that she is, sitting, as tall as you are. "You may call me Dannelle. I will be your liaison for the festivities."
((Looks fine on my android phone, using Firefox.))
Dar'yajira remains silent and watchful, perched in a tree.
your tail twitches in anticipation as the creature makes itself known. it moves in hypnotic ways, and you find yourself wanting to chase after each limb in turn. this is not a compulsion or anything, just normal cat stuff. You control it easily enough.
((I'm using Chrome, on my Android phone, and the compass has stuff in the middle and it shouldn't.))
Return from scouting.
((I put a copy of the map in code tags, but it looks weird on firefox - the lines don't match up. I don't know hwo that will look on your phone though.))
You settle down near Aylia and circle the clearing. Hey, look at that! A new creature, the likes of which you haven't seen before. Neat! Boy, aren't her eyes pretty?
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