Stung by the Story Bee [Northwatch] [Dreamwolf]

[GoblinFae]

"Thank you," the man replied, ever grateful for the gift and accepting it eagerly. "We should probably be going ourselves to be honest. Shouldn't bother you any further sir, right Tick? I'm sure I speak for both of us though how much your kindness has meant after all our travels. It was good to rest hooves and feet. Speaking of which," Iorwerth muttered while trying to wiggle his way off the bench while still holding onto his covering. "I should definitely be getting back to normal, or rather as normal as one can get these days." He laughed to himself as he hobbled to become a proper centaur once more while not losing his sheet and blinding both men in the vicinity. "Remind me again Tick where did you say we should head off to next? Did we change our original decision?"

[Dreamwolf]

"I say head north, there is a village not too far, and they have a young woman who needs some inspiration for her weaving work. She's done well by me before, and she deserves the chance to make it big." The little Gnome snapped his fingers and was suddenly on a tree branch some feet away. "I say we be off!"

He pulled a cape out of his tiny, yet somehow massive, pouch. "Must stay warm you know?"



(sorry my muse for Tick is a little rusty....I will get into the flow again  soon)

[GoblinFae]

"The North we shall head!" Iorwerth declared as he finally managed to re-situate himself. A ripple went through his body from his human shoulders down his back and all the way across his withers to his tail as if the feeling of once more being back in his proper skin tickled him. "You can tell me more about her along the way my friend. But I agree off we should be. Was it not mid-morning when we arrived, and look already the sun is headed for it's lazy afternoon descent." He held out a hand to allow the little gnome carefully join him so that the journey would not be too taxing him and the pair could travel once more.