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Message: <blockquote data-quote="JharyOConnah" data-source="post: 7859498" data-attributes="member: 7016431">Jhary yawned as he woke, stretching lazily, his tunic coming up and showing his hobbit-sized pot-belly. The little white mouse was already awake, observing the group from the tangled mess of Jhary's hair.Without turning, Jhary patted said belly, which gurgled audibly. He nodded in agreement, though, mumbling: "Oh no! Breakfast first... Since you mention it..."The halfling attempted to reshape his crumpled hat, plunking it down over mats of curly hair. The little white mouse scrambled away, narrowly avoiding being crushed, scampering onto Jhary's shoulder.As he looked around at campfire and crew, Jhary absently plucked at his miniature zither again. He hummed a tune, familiar yet definitely not easily placed, chuckling to himself. He sang quietly: "Yo ho TOW-ah! Yo ho TOW-ah! Kill da wabbit...Kill da wabbit...Kill DA WABBIT!" He got louder at the end with emphasis.Jhary couldn't place where he'd hard the song before. He had a vague memory from a land far, far away from the Citystate of the Invincible Overlord.And then just like it came, the melody wafted away on the wind.Jhary stood up, little mouse still sniffing about on his shoulder."Well... I'm no good at hunting wabbits...err...rabbits. No sirs and lady. Cooking one up though... I can make a mean stew! And if we do insist on this contest business, perhaps we could get out of this wilderness and nearer to our group-goal? I for one feel like Luis's skills could be useful IN ADDITION to my own..."The halfling patted his grumbling belly again.</blockquote>

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