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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 3603416" data-attributes="member: 11760">"Cute kid," a voice came from behind Heath. He turned around and smiled at his companion, who had managed to remain unnoticed behind Heath's size. The gnome was young, with wild hair and the meager beginnings of a mustache dotting his lip. Heath laughed and bent down to his son, who had remained shivering and wide-eyed the entire time."No surprise he was Helga's favorite, is it? Kat, you all right?"Kat nodded once and then twice as he realized it would have been an odd number. His father sighed and lifted up Kat's dripping arm."We gotta get you some dry clothes. Again. It's in the pharmacy, Bufer. Won't take any time.""Don't worry, Heath," the gnome said. "Where I come from, kids pushing each other into a lake is necessary for their development. I'd be more worried if they didn't. Although that brings up an interesting theory, as my great-great aunt Ihaliabop was this conjurer who thought that children multiplied when they got wet." The trio stopped as an apple core dropped in front of them, as the passed between the mill and the old chapel. They looked up to see a filthy girl smiling as she pulled another apple from her pocket and leaned back into the tree branches far above the ground."Hazel," Heath warned, "You better be careful up there."Her face fell as she began to climb down,"Sorry, Mister Leach."Heath shook his head and smiled."Now, I didn't say you had to come down. Must be a great view. Just be careful, hear? Your father will burst if he finds out I left you there and you break your arm soon as I leave.""Oh, I don't think we need to worry, Heath," Bufer said. "Looks more like a squirrel to me. And squirrels don't fall easily." The girl giggled and Bufer winked at her.Heath shook his head and ushered his son forward. The gnome continued on with his story as if nothing had happened."Of course, she ended up thinking that dogs were telling her to take off her clothes and run through Wit's End, which sort of put an end to seriously considering her theories. I'm honestly not sure if was the actual scientific disproving of her ideas or the sight of her bits flapping around like caught fish that -""HEY!" Heath shouted. A sullen young boy was using a hand axe to chip away at one of the gravestones in the cemetery. He looked toward the trio with an impressive mixture of hostility and disinterest."Boy, " Heath growled, "I don't care if you're St. Yessid's mascot or not. You leave those stones alone.""Ain't gonna matter to dem issit?" the boy slurred. "Bethcya cleanin' mold offa moldies ain't anythin." The child tossed the hand axe to the ground and grabbed a stick to start tearing away the moss off the tombstones. Heath stared for a moment to make sure the kid didn't try any other vandalism and shook his head as they continued. "That boy is touched in the head.""Now, where was I?" Bufer muttered after they passed. "Where was I? Oh, yeah! My great-great aunt's-""We're home!" Heath said quickly, before running inside the apothecary. Bufer chuckled and looked across at the twitchy child."Never thought your dad queasy about public nudity what with your mom and that one, ah ..." Bufer closed his mouth rapidly and looked to the town square awkwardly.Milos was tossing a drunken dwarf (Graymail? It was hard to keep track of them) out of The Cat & The Fiddle and elicited another chuckle."How do gnomes go to the bathroom?"Bufer's head turned very slowly to the young boy, whose head was posed quizzically."Ah, well," the gnome began."Tock says that gnomes have to pee in foxholes because no other hole will take them. Is that true?""Er, no.""Where's Wit's End?""Um ...""How come no one can find it? Do you use spells? A special artifact?""How's a boy of eight know the word arti-""What do these gnome words mean? Clockwork? Wonder? Daft?"At that moment, Heath came out with a new set of clothes, saving Bufer from further interrogation. Heath snickered at the gnome as he removed Kat's sopping wet shirt."He start with the questions again?"Bufer nodded slowly and Heath laughed."Yeah, he does that sometimes. I'd just answer them or find someone who can or you'll never get any peace. Now Kat," Heath lifted his son's eyes to meet his own after he had been redressed. "This'll have to do till I get to the washing tonight. PLEASE, try not to dig anything up till at least dusk, OK? Now, Mister Potentloins and I have to go in and discuss this order for his ma, so I want you to stay close by."Kat nodded and Heath rustled his son's hair, which caused a string of apologies as Kat started moaning as his hair became messy. After adjusting it and an almost wary look from Bufer toward him, Kat was left alone outside of the apothecary.</blockquote>

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