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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 3400820" data-attributes="member: 11760">As Emus Graymullet wanders back into The Cat & The Fiddle, he notices Mother Bridger off to one side talking with some of the other ladies from the town as well as the wives of the farmers who live more than a day's ride away. From the conspiratorial tones interspersed with peals of laughter, it's obvious they're gossiping.Slightly drunk, Emus ambles over to Mother Bridger and politely butts in."Mother Bridger, ma'am, I just wanted to thank you again fer patchin' me up after that incident with the kobolds a few weeks back."Mother Bridger, clearly a little uncomfortable with the praise, inclines her head in acceptance of the kind words."Why, you're welcome, Emus. Thanks for stopping by to say hello. Are you doing all right?""Yes'm. Also," he continues, digging a small pouch out of his pocket, "I've collected these fer you. I thought that they might help to replace some of the herbs and rarer plants that I might've caused you to use.""Oh, Emus, that really isn't necessary, but thank you all the same!"The conversation lulls at that point as Emus looks off to one side at the wall, and Mother Bridger looks around to see if her friends are still behind her. The uncomfortable silence lasts until Mother Bridger notices the unusual carving at the end of Emus' greatclub."That's a very ... interesting decoration, there, Emus."Emus looks up at the end of his club, considering it.* * *"That doesn't look anything like me.""Hee! You've never seen yourself when you've gotten really angry."Bobbil Sue Glangirn passed her brother his greatclub. Carved into the "hittin' end" were twin images of a dwarf, supposedly Emus, gritting his teeth in rage. The faces were on opposite sides of the club, and the tip of the club and the areas around the faces were carved to look like dwarven hair and beards flowing into each other, connecting the two carved faces. The beard below the faaces didn't go down very far, to allow for future carvings."I can make the relief deeper, if you want.""Nah, I don't want anything breaking off when I'm hitting things with it."Bobbil Sue took the club back to finish her handiwork."Um, does this have anything to do with that?" Bobbil Sue pulled Emus' shirtsleeve up a bit to reveal part of a tattoo. Emus promptly pulled it back down."Maybe. I'm not sure.""Are you going back to ... them?""Heh, naw. Vered wondered the same thing when I asked him to ink me. He was real disappointed to learn otherwise.""Then what's this all about? Your tattoos, and this totem and that dog. Emus, you've been acting all weird since you woke up from that attack, and I'm worried about you!" Bobbil's words spilled out in a rush. "You say you're not going back to your old friends, but I don't understand all this druid stuff you're getting into! And now you're going around in old burial mounds and getting yourself involved with the gnomes and humans."Emus sighed."Look, I know you don't want me to go back to the way things have been. But I'm learning things about m'self, and I don't think I'll ever entirely get rid of who I was. But Theran and the other druids, they're teachin' me things, and it's helping me control the rage. Not just stampin' it down, but to use it when I need to."And then those fool kids went and almost started a small war with the gnomes and kobolds here in Midwood. Those kobolds would have killed Bufer, and then the gnomes would have had their contraptions all over the woods. And the humans wouldn't have stayed idle, either. But the way things is right now, it's all balanced. Everyone stays apart, and the Tulgey Wood don't get too torn up."And my fightin' and what the druids are teachin' me, they're helping me keep everything balanced.""Balanced? Emus, you almost died? Your friend DID die!""Yeah, and then they brought him back. That was something else. That boy ain't exactly got his priorities straight, but he's got this faith that ya can almost see. His people recognized that. Heh. It's not like anyone would have done the same for me." He chuckled."You know, I think Daddy was really proud of you when he heard what you did. And Granny actually cracked a smile.""Heh, say goodbye to everyone fer me. I gotta git back to Maidensbridge. SKEETER!" Emus called for his dog. The coonhound's head popped up out of the hole he was digging and he came running, ears and tongue flopping wildly."You leaving already?""Yeah, I owe Mother Bridger some things."* * *Emus looks up at the end of his club as if considering what is carved there."My sister carved it. Pardon me."Emus turns from Mother Bridger and heads over to the bar.</blockquote>

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