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<blockquote data-quote="Ashy" data-source="post: 1864544" data-attributes="member: 312">Grouse's blue eyes take on a measure of kindness for a moment and he pats the mushroom on the head.&nbsp; &quot;S'alright, lad.&nbsp; S'alright...&quot;&nbsp; He hitches up his sandy-colored overalls and scratches his pointy chin, returnting Oribella's look of concern.&nbsp; He shambles over to the well and climbs to the top, turns and motions to the children and other faeries as if he is shooing them away.&quot;S'kedattle, th' lot o' ye.&nbsp; This might get a bit ugly...&quot;Once all have backed from the well, Grouse begins to whistle a quick little diddy, accompanying it with a playful and silly little jig.&nbsp; The song and the dance make you think of bright, summer days and playing in bright green meadows beneath the smiling sun...In the span of a breath or three, the tune and the jig complete with a bowing flourish on the part of Grouse, which winds up with the thistle pointing his hands down to the bottom of the well.&nbsp; Daylight erupts at the bottom of the well, and Grandfather Thistle hopes that it will expose whatever lies there...OOC: Casting daylight</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Ashy, post: 1864544, member: 312"] Grouse's blue eyes take on a measure of kindness for a moment and he pats the mushroom on the head. "S'alright, lad. S'alright..." He hitches up his sandy-colored overalls and scratches his pointy chin, returnting Oribella's look of concern. He shambles over to the well and climbs to the top, turns and motions to the children and other faeries as if he is shooing them away. "S'kedattle, th' lot o' ye. This might get a bit ugly..." Once all have backed from the well, Grouse begins to whistle a quick little diddy, accompanying it with a playful and silly little jig. The song and the dance make you think of bright, summer days and playing in bright green meadows beneath the smiling sun... In the span of a breath or three, the tune and the jig complete with a bowing flourish on the part of Grouse, which winds up with the thistle pointing his hands down to the bottom of the well. Daylight erupts at the bottom of the well, and Grandfather Thistle hopes that it will expose whatever lies there... OOC: Casting daylight [/QUOTE]

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