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![]() From her perch on the pummel "He traveled a lot, He took Miss Szabo and I up north last summer to dig up some old buildings. It was all rather boring but the Miss and the Professor seemed to find it exciting. Oh, he wasn't defenseless, he looked after the Miss when the wolf attacked and hired guards a portion of the trip which I assume was more dangerous." ![]()
![]() "I am not shy!" Says the bird indignantly, "I'm sorry Mr Rasgraton Kantar Fichwik Zfabw Vanhred Gurmalh of the Deep. Miss Szabo tiny brain thinks that the only reason to keep ones beak closed is shyness. I was keeping quiet out of wish not reveal my true nature to strangers, but now that we seem all to be friends of the professor that isn't so important." ![]()
![]() From above Ebon and Dantrian comes a shrill laugh like bird song. Sitting on a corner of the roof above them is a brightly coloured small bird. Mistress isn't the only one getting muddy, those coach drivers sure have it in for muddles and anyone on foot. Hey one of then isn't a mammal its a giant Corvidae, strange, wonder if is a carnivore or herbivore. |