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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 3605517" data-attributes="member: 11760">Katadid started counting the number of stones that touched the outer walls. He then figured out the average between all four. He was beginning to get worried, as he could feel an odd number coming, when he heard a hiss from behind him.Kat turned to see a young boy with greasy black hair and bulging eyes across way, behind the mill. He beckoned toward Kat. He hesitated. He vaguely recognized the boy, but couldn't remember from where. The boy hissed again, this time angrily, and Kat walked tentatively forward."Why did you take so long?" the boy snarled. He started at a snapping branch and pressed himself against the wall, but when nothing happened, turned back around."Remember what we were talking about? About machines?""Um ... Well, not-""Yes, we did! Don't be stupid!"Kat didn't like to be called stupid, as he heard it often and knew it wasn't a good thing."OK.""Look," the boy reached into his pocket and pulled out an oily rag. He took his time unwrapping it. Inside was a golden pistol; intricate script written across the hilt and a dragon's head whose mouth was open and ready to belch flame."Wow," Kat said as he reached out. The pistol was pulled back and testily wrapped."I didn't say you could touch it!" the boy said."How does it work?" Kat asked, his eyes wide. Renraw opened his mouth and thought for a moment, mouth wide."It has this fairy inside. It's a fire fairy. And when you pull this little thing here, it shoots the little ball you put in. I've seen it done hundreds of time. It's so easy. For me, I mean.""Can I see it?" Kat asked."Sure," Renraw said. He threw the rag down and pointed the dragon pistol at the young boy's head. "Now, I'm going to pull this thingy JUST a little. Not enough to make it go off, but you should be able to see the fairy peek out. Now look close! I don't want to have to do this again!""OK!" Kat squealed. He put his eye against the dragon's mouth. Renraw looked nervous and started to open his mouth to say something.Kat fell back and screamed as Renraw was lifted off the ground and slammed against the wall. The dragon pistol fell to the ground and snapped as the hammer clicked against an empty chamber, the metal ball rolling uselessly out of the barrel. Kat looked up to see an older version of Renraw holding him off the ground."What the HELL are you doing? I come to visit and you're pulling this crap?" "Let me go, Scim! LET ME -- AAH!" Kat flinched and backed up as Renraw's head was bounced against the wall."Are you an idiot? Do you have any idea what he'll do if he catches you with-""ROEBELLOOO!" A voice bellowed across the square. Both of the Kem boys froze, eyes wide with terror. Even Renraw's fear during his brother's beating paled in comparison to what this voice engendered in him."Damn it," Scim picked up the gun and stuffed it inside his pants. He shoved Renraw against the wall and held him there. "You are meeting Uncle Ronco out in the orchard for this. DAMN!"And with that, Scimitar ran off.Kat moaned softly and banged his head against the wall as Renraw sniffed and wiped his eyes. Renraw looked at Kat with hatred twisting his features."What did you have to do that for? You STUPID MORON, you messed everything up!"Kat cried out as Renraw kicked him in the shin and ran off, tears streaming down his face.It was a long while before Kat stood back up, and only after he counted to 224. Still nervous, he tapped the corners of the mill and looked across the river to the orchard. Realizing that counting the trees and touching the branches would sooth him, he started walking and soon crossed the bridge.Before going to the orchard, however, Kat had to stop by Constable Bridger's tower. It was a rule. He HAD to touch each of the large stones behind Bridger's house before walking to the orchard. Kat began getting nervous when he saw the cart parked outside, which on the sides beheld a crest of something called "Grant Old Ale," but no one seemed to be in it, so Kat walked around toward the back. He touched each of the stones and immediately felt better. Kat sighed and started to walk back around the long way toward the orchard when he heard a noise.Looking up, he saw a brown tail flap back and forth from the window above. Kat watched as a kobold, holding a torn white puffy shirt jumped down to the ground. The kobold looked hurt, with minor cuts and bruising on his scales that made his skin a darker brown, and one side of his face seemed swollen. In one hand, he held an apple and in the other a pair of dark goggles, which he tried to put on one-handed as he sloppily ate the apple. After a moment, the kobold succeeded and sighed.And that was when he noticed Kat.</blockquote>

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