This is so funny. IT'S CAT STORE! CAT STORE FOR CATS! He will land gracefully and immediately set his crutch against a wall.]
Thank you. [For carrying him with your strong buff magic uwa...] People tend to like the cats the most out of almost everything here, so I thought you may want to see them.
[NOT THE GHIBLI POOF. He gazes at Essek but he will go pick his damn crutch up again he's really going to dip his foot in the spring later so people will get off his ass.]
A fey familiar? [He does not know what this is BUT HELLO THERE'S FRUMPKIN. He startles a bit, but keeps still enough that Frumpkin won't even have to work to balance.]
[HE'S THE MG MVP!!!!! THIS IS SO FUNNY. He will just allow this cat to use his shoulders as a bridge and just rub all over his noggin, and he reaches up with his free hand to offer some lil scratches and pats if allowed.]
All Frumpkin. I can imagine after having him this long. He is not mine, however.
[Frumpkin shoves his head into the hand and rubs all on it like a ho. While Lucas is being held hostage by the fey familiar, Essek will sort of... float to check the other cats.
Unfortunately, they greatly enjoy trying to play with the ends of his clothes since he's floating.]
[HOW IN THE HELL this is so funny. Frumpkin is sooo cute he will just continue to pet and pat and scratch and watch as Essek collects a small horde of kittens and cats that are just bapping his heels and the tail ends of his clothing.]
I'm not sure. At first, I thought he was a spy. He belongs to the wizard of the Mighty Nein. Caleb Widogast.
[Frumpkin sits and puts both front paws on top of Lucas's head. He also tries to groom Lucas's head, but does the thing of cats getting the long hair stuck on the tongue. Why am I ALWAYS roleplaying fucking cats with you?!?!
Essek has summoned a horde somehow. One is already attempting to scale him from behind, and he looks confused about it.]
A spy? [THIS FUCKING SWEET BEAN????? PERISH THE THOUGHT. He is just sitting here letting this cat just smeck on his longass hair that he won't be able to properly groom. you really are I DIDN'T EVEN oh i guess i did put us in the cat room huh YOU BROUGHT FRUMPKIN THOUGH
He's just watching this happen and being bodied by a feeling of endearment...]
Oh... Look at him go... He's climbing you like a cat tower.
Yes. Caleb should be able to utilize Frumpkin to see and hear through him, and I thought he was here as Caleb's spy. But I'm not sure if it will work through to this Plane...
[Frumpkin merowls talkatively. He decides to groom Lucas's ear instead because it does not get stuck in his tongue.
Essek instead struggles to try reaching behind him, or over his shoulder to get this fucking cat, but it's difficult.]
Oh! I see... Well. Even if he's spying, what would he gather from this, really? That you're a helpful person who's terribly easy to fluster...? Surely they'll come to know that soon enough on their own.
[WHAT DID HE KILL ESSEK FOR WHILE ESSEK IS ALREADY DYING TO THIS BACK CAT. He will move forward with his one stupid crutch, trying to go gently so as not to disturb Frumpkin and his ear grooming, even if it tickles and makes him tuck his head to the side a bit.]
[Why do cat claws hurt so badly muchly?! It at least keeps him from huffing and puffing.]
He could have been privy to everything that went on here, and he could have heard things he shouldn't have.
[Yet.
Thank you for removing the cactus from his back. The cat merowls cutely at Lucas, but Essek isn't amused. He tries to fix his clothes and also make sure there are no holes.......]
You're very scale-able, you can't blame him. When you just float around like that, you're naturally going to attract a lot of attention from them, too.
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This is so funny. IT'S CAT STORE! CAT STORE FOR CATS! He will land gracefully and immediately set his crutch against a wall.]
Thank you. [For carrying him with your strong buff magic uwa...] People tend to like the cats the most out of almost everything here, so I thought you may want to see them.
[To help ease the trauma of SUDDENLY DYING.]
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Don't walk on that.
[HARDHEADED STUPID ASS!! WHY! He's about to ease the trauma by beating him up with his wizard fists.]
I feel as if the one cat I have tagging along with me is enough.
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Oh, right... Did your cat arrive with you safely?
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Essek sort of glances at the cats and then glances around them, almost like he's looking for something.]
I wasn't sure at first, but I have seen Frumpkin since.
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Ah... Are you looking for Frumpkin here?
[Did Frumpkin find fellow cats to set up a home with...]
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He comes and goes as he pleases. He's a fey familiar. [A little louder, not at Lucas:] Reveal yourself.
I know you're not far.
[An orange-ish brown spotted and stripped cat lands on Lucas's shoulders. Brrp.]
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A fey familiar? [He does not know what this is BUT HELLO THERE'S FRUMPKIN. He startles a bit, but keeps still enough that Frumpkin won't even have to work to balance.]
Oh! There you are... Hello, dear.
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[THERE HE IS! THE BOY! Who has somehow been in so many fucking murdergames, help. He rubs back and forth against Lucas's head, pacing the shoulders.]
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[HE'S THE MG MVP!!!!! THIS IS SO FUNNY. He will just allow this cat to use his shoulders as a bridge and just rub all over his noggin, and he reaches up with his free hand to offer some lil scratches and pats if allowed.]
So... The owl, then? And the spider?
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[Frumpkin shoves his head into the hand and rubs all on it like a ho. While Lucas is being held hostage by the fey familiar, Essek will sort of... float to check the other cats.
Unfortunately, they greatly enjoy trying to play with the ends of his clothes since he's floating.]
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[HOW IN THE HELL this is so funny. Frumpkin is sooo cute he will just continue to pet and pat and scratch and watch as Essek collects a small horde of kittens and cats that are just bapping his heels and the tail ends of his clothing.]
Ah... You're quite popular already, aren't you?
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[Frumpkin sits and puts both front paws on top of Lucas's head. He also tries to groom Lucas's head, but does the thing of cats getting the long hair stuck on the tongue. Why am I ALWAYS roleplaying fucking cats with you?!?!
Essek has summoned a horde somehow. One is already attempting to scale him from behind, and he looks confused about it.]
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He's just watching this happen and being bodied by a feeling of endearment...]
Oh... Look at him go... He's climbing you like a cat tower.
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[Frumpkin merowls talkatively. He decides to groom Lucas's ear instead because it does not get stuck in his tongue.
Essek instead struggles to try reaching behind him, or over his shoulder to get this fucking cat, but it's difficult.]
Would... you... [WHY] Cease.
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[WHAT DID HE KILL ESSEK FOR WHILE ESSEK IS ALREADY DYING TO THIS BACK CAT. He will move forward with his one stupid crutch, trying to go gently so as not to disturb Frumpkin and his ear grooming, even if it tickles and makes him tuck his head to the side a bit.]
Shall I get him for you?
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There could have been much he saw or heard.
[HELLO? Starts swinging on Lucas for doing this to him. Anyhow, his jaw tightens, but he... ALLOWS LUCAS TO HELP HIM, HE GUESSES.]
Please get it off.
[The way it's just clinging to his back.]
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Oh, my. Is that so? Are you up to no good in your private time, Essek...?
[DALLIANCES. But he will move over to try gently unhooking this cat's lil claws from the cloth back here.]
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Argh!
[Why do cat claws hurt so badly muchly?! It at least keeps him from huffing and puffing.]
He could have been privy to everything that went on here, and he could have heard things he shouldn't have.
[Yet.
Thank you for removing the cactus from his back. The cat merowls cutely at Lucas, but Essek isn't amused. He tries to fix his clothes and also make sure there are no holes.......]
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Ah, right... You do have to be quite careful with what you say and do around them, don't you?
[As Essek checks his clothes, he moves forward and holds the cat up, squishing a paw and waving it at Essek.]
Isn't he darling?
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[WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING!!!!!!! His expression is exasperated and sour, though not directed at anything in particular.
Frumpkin's chirrup might also be a laugh.
Essek just gives the three of them a grouchy look, clothes situated. This does not keep the cats near his feet from bapping.]
He was just trying to scale me...
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You're very scale-able, you can't blame him. When you just float around like that, you're naturally going to attract a lot of attention from them, too.
[Gazing down at the bapping cats like SEE?]