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[grimtalker]

Residents of Aldric's Grove,

Consider this an ongoing until otherwise stated "Information Wanted" advertisement. I will pay in shells or labor for any intelligence on the following subjects:

Amity Blight
Augustus Porter
Luz the Human
Willow Park

Subjects are all between the ages of preteen and middle adolescence. If encountered, DO NOT ENGAGE IN COMBAT. Do not be fooled by their diminutive size or nonhostile nature. They can be considered armed and VERY dangerous when provoked.

Any and all information concerning this matter can be directed either to this entry or to Hunter's quarters in the Inn.

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[grimtalker]

[oh, sorry. flap can be quiet! good bird to the good dog. good dog who does not want to eat him. he'd give you splinters, anyway.]

Oh. This isn't the first world you've traveled to? How did you do it? Did you find a portal? Build a door? [oh right, right. beat asked him something.] I'm sixteen. Who turned you into this? Is it a curse?

[soundsurfing]

[ Okay, sixteen, that's good enough. Beat relaxes a little, tail wagging, before he changes back to normal so he can just sit there. Dog brain gets too much after a while, now that he can be human again. ]

Nah, didn't find it. Got nabbed by a pissed off God who decided humans sucked an' needed "kids" from other worlds to kill them all. She turned us all into various Monsters and made us go after 'em. Then just got nabbed to here too. Kinda annoyin' bein' yanked 'round but, Gods, man. They jerks sometimes.

[ A shrug. ]

[grimtalker]

[that's... that sure is something. he just stares in shock for a moment, frowning.]

I... guess I haven't met enough gods to make a judgment. And of the two humans I've met... well. One is really good, and one is -- was really, really bad. But that's... still not a reason to try to kill all of them. [that hits... a little too close to home.] ... I'm sorry you got used like that.

[soundsurfing]

[ Reaching out, Beat drops his hand on the kids head and quickly ruffles the hair until he gets it sticking out in every direction, smiling at him. ]

Thanks, Witchy. Humans, shit yo, even Monsters, they all different. You can't judge 'em all by what a few do. Tha's what the God in the other world did. She couldn't let an old grudge go, an' saw all humans as bad. Peeps is peeps. Some bad, some good, some jus' tryina get by. Same wid Gods.

[ He nods to the two statues. ]

[grimtalker]

[normally he'd have a scathing remark to make about beat repeatedly addressing him with anything but his name even though he'd tacked it on the end of his entry, but... beat is being really nice right now and hunter doesn't have the heart to snap. so he just corrects as gently as possible.]

Hunter.

[he glances at the statues at beat's gesture. hm...]

Do you know them? I talked to someone who met Ourania.

[soundsurfing]

Oh, right. Hunter. Name's Beat, yo!

[ And wham, have that hand smacked into one of yours, buddy. Beat shakes it enthusiastically before dropping it.

May take the boy out of dog form but will never truly get rid of the dog brain. ]

Not as much as I want. Lots of info 'bout them got lost or destroyed. I know Beiwe the best, though. She's the real Sun God. Her brother's the fake bitch up there... [ A nod towards the sky. ] but her an' her girl Orrie trapped it away. Til it got free again. You can pray to them an' kinda feel their power but they both super weak.