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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ladybird" data-source="post: 2944982" data-attributes="member: 10689">Thanks to Varya’s gentle persuasion, the Hanalians’ warhorses agreed to follow along with the party, although even Varya couldn’t get them to carry anyone. “They won’t let anyone ride them except their people,” the owl explained. Jet shrugged and loaded some of the party’s equipment onto the Hanalians’ horses, and they all continued on their way.It was fairly easy for Gyles to find the tracks of the few bandits who had survived the clash with the Hanalians, and once he pointed out the trail to Varya, she flapped off ahead of the group. The narrow, ragged trail of footprints ran through the low foothills, and wound into the forest, ending at a wide clearing, in which stood a village fortified with stone walls.When Varya returned to report what she had found, it did not make Kit happy. “Stone fortifications? That sounds like the nobles’ settlements that Sir Bernard was talking about. If one of these new so-called nobles has been sending out the bandits, that can’t mean anything good.”Suddenly, Varya squawked and fluttered up from her perch on a tree branch. Just below her, the trunk of the tree had opened, and an old man stepped out of it. He had a long beard, tattered robes, and a decidedly distracted look in his eyes. “Greetings, travelers!” he cried happily. “Praises to Berta! Praises to you all! Oh look, a butterfly….” “Berta,” Alessandre muttered sourly. “Goddess of pure chaos. I might have known.” Kit was starting to feel similarly apprehensive, as she watched Sir Toby approach the old man, who was still shouting devout but erratic praises to Berta.”Well met!” Sir Toby declared. “I am Sir Toby, bound to the service of Her Majesty Whimsey!””Ah, a kindred follower!” the old man cried. “What do you do in the service of your lady?”“People tell me what to shoot, and I shoot! What should I shoot?”“Oh, there are so many wonderful things to shoot…” the old man exulted.Kit cut him off before he could make any actual suggestions, thinking very fast to try to avert any shootings of people or things in the vicinity – or any alliances between Toby and the old man that might sidetrack the group from their main goal. “You know…why don’t you go and…uh…make a list of all the things that you could shoot.”The old man’s eyes widened. “All the things?”“Yes!” Kit cried, with grin and a sudden flash of inspiration. “Make a list of all the things that you can possibly shoot. And when you’re done, come back!”And with that, the old man departed, perfectly contented, heading off to make a list of all the things in the world that could possibly be shot.</blockquote>

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