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Message: <blockquote data-quote="cheshire_grin" data-source="post: 4976762" data-attributes="member: 54244">Peth shrugs in annoyance; Tatters' position doesn't make any sense to him, unless the girl was somehow flying. Which seems unlikely, or the girl'd no doubt be looping round the treetops even now, he thinks to himself in amusement.He abandons his study, walking back up the stream's bank to the bridge. Standing next to Kye, he gives a quick half-bow and introduces himself."Forgive my companion, his willingness to be helpful sometimes seems to overwhelm any other concern. I'm sure many people find this comforting." He flashes a quick smile at Merry and continues. "My name is Peth; the cleric is Kyelingar. Jill is around somewhere; I think I heard her off in that direction a few moments ago. We were helping her locate Tatters, who is down in those bushes under the bridge. I've not retrieved it, since Jill informed me Tatters does not like to be handled by strangers, but perhaps it will not fear your touch, my lady."Glancing up at Kyelingar, Peth adds quietly, "I mislike the growing cold, Helmite. It feels... unnatural. Perhaps we should help Merry collect her sister and be on our way to shelter."</blockquote>