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WHO: daffo
WHERE: daffo
WHEN: we're home now

[ so after operation rescue biscuit turned into operation pudding enrichment the gang(TM) is making it home... biscuit got ahead of them, possibly/probably is in the clinic getting patched up by cinnamon. muffin and tart come by later, hauling pudding's ass home. possibly teleute is here too but don't worry about it. anyway it's our tearful reunion now ]

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Grand or small, of great means or many, it is still a valuable place. And, most importantly, it is yours.

Yeh. S'where I was born.

Oh? Then it holds extra importance... I don't know where I was born. Or my family.

[But his memories are all in shambles so that's to be expected.]

Mmm...I think Gran was born back in the Elephant Graveyard, before it got took t'become a tourist attraction. Think mom was born some home I was. She died there too.

Ya know much about yer family?

No... I don't remember anything if there is anything to remember.

[Back to petting Biscuit's hair.]

I'm sorry about your mother. Is your father out there somewhere? Or is it just you and your grandmother?

I dunno nothin' about my dad.

Don't need him. Gran's all I need. She's a whole family all on her own.

By your accounts she certainly sounds like it.

She raised a fine young man, ain't she?

The very best.

Yer parents did pretty good too.

That's kind of you to say. If I remember them I'll share some stories with you.

Maybe ya gots some siblings.

I never considered the possibility before but... [He shakes his head.] Something tells me I don't...

[He debates quietly for a moment wondering how much he would like to keep to himself. Too much is a mystery, after all. But it is a lot for one person on their own. And he can't rightly tell Biscuit to confide in him and then be unwilling to do the same.]

What memories I have obtained... I live in an age of Gods and monsters. I suspect I may be on the latter side of that scale. I do not think there is any family to be found. But the idea feels warm. I like the concept.

Ya do smell like some sorta fae t'me.

... When I arrived I was told I smelled like a lizard....

Yeh like Maellus.

.... Is Maellus a lizard...?

[This is a little confusing for him.]

Heza dragon fae. He's real tall and kind scary.

A dragon seems unlikely... All the dragon sovereigns died long ago. There are lesser dragons and a wind one but...

[He shakes his head, brow furrowing.]

The God of Contracts took the form of a dragon but he is dead. Zenith told me so and I somewhat remember planning his funeral. And I fear I don't know enough about Fae to speak on that.

I suppose it will remain a mystery a while longer.

Ask Tart.

His nose is much sharper than mine.

[Gently boops his nose.]

Perhaps I shall. I am not overly fussed about it now.

...mmm. Yeh.

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