<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f108/lightsamurai777/Sterkenburgedit.jpg~original)</div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">GABRIEL (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246486.msg12183627#msg12183627) LÖWE (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=760951)</span></span></strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Barn<br/><strong>Appearance:</strong>Fine Clothes (collared dark cloak with silvered lining; khaki coat and trousers with black leather and silver buckles)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Bunni [Knarfy], Cunttius [Sain], Madison [Anteros]<br/><hr/><br/>Only a short distance away from the barn, a dull 'thoom' announced the arrival of two, had there been anyone nearby to hear it.  More so that before, Gabriel stood unsteadily, his faced pinched, and his eyes glaring murder in the direction of the grinning cheshire cat.  Clutching at a cloth-wrapped pole that he didn't have before, he used it for support as he tried to take in his surroundings.<br/><br/>"And that concludes the tour of Caernaven!" nodded the cheshire, pleased with itself.  "I think we must have visited all fifty six major points of the academy and seventeen places in the town on our itinerary, including some secret places no one knows about.  Hmmm!"<br/><br/>"In<em>less</em>than<em>five</em>minutes!" grated Gabriel.  "Did you really intend for me to learn anything?  And why did I have to find myself a few hundred feet<em>above</em>this place?  Why am I in your care anyway?"<br/><br/>"Oh, right.  I forgot!<em>Human</em>.  Sluggish senses; no sense of adventure.  And it's less 'why are you in my care' and more 'why do I have to watch over a human?'  Well, we've both got similar concerns - let's be friends!"<br/><br/>Gabriel shook his head and tried to straighten himself as he lifted his backpack to his shoulder.  "Why are we stopping anyway?  What's this?  The country tour?"<br/><br/>"So glad you asked human!" came the return chuckle.  "This is you new home!  Lot's of space!  Lots of fresh air!  Lots cold nights!  Rodents galore!  And glorious dirt farming!"  Gabriel was coming up silently behind the cat, stick upraised in both hands to squash it.  "Did I mention three hot girls?"<br/><br/>The stick wavered and the cheshire twisted it's head back at a full 180 degree turn, it's grin suggesting it had known what he was about to do.  "Got you're attention, hmmm?"  Gabriel looked doubtfully at the dilapidated barn in the distance ahead of them, and began to raise his stick again.  Gabriel struck hard, but the chesire only vanished in a puff of smoke and characteristic sound of it's teleportation.  For a long minute it didn't reappear and Gabriel wondered if it had gone for good until he heard a thoom above him and something weighty fell on his head.  He snatched at it, only to realise it was a wrapped package.<br/><br/>"Make-nice gifts for your new room mates," offered the cheshire, licking it's paw nearby.  "Since you were so rude not to bring any, I thought I'd help you out and give you a start.  Ah!  My generosity astounds me sometimes!  Hmmm.  Anyway, go play nice and stay out of their panties - you might get more than you can handle, human!  Friendly advice, hmmm!"<br/><br/>Leaving for good this time, Gabriel was left to wonder about the gift and what life held for him now.  He had to admit a slight tinge of exhilaration on his part, even if he was nervous.  And if that damn cat wasn't joking around about the quality of his roomies...  Gabriel straightened his back, breathed deep, and started walking to the barn.  He felt a bit stupid in his clothes, but the cat had promised him he had been dressed as close to classic Akanian nobility - whatever that meant - in order to help make a good impression and not look like the Feywild's equivalent of an out of place country hick.<br/><br/>As he approached, there appeared to be some kind of commotion going on within.  The voices seemed to have a soft touch that tickled his fancy and he dared hope the cheshire had been pulling his leg in this one instance.<em>Knowing my luck, they're probably <acronym title="Approx. 120 kgs">twenty stone* and built like a brick pri-"</acronym></em><br/><br/>"Hello?  Sorry for intruding," he apologised as he stuck his head through the front door to see what was going on and if he should be looking in the first place.  His eyes saw and his brain drafted up first impressions.<em>Dear diary: Jackpot!</em>Instead of saying that out loud, he pulled his head back out so that only  his shadow from the outside was visible and coughed loudly to give them a moment to compose themselves, if they did at all.  "Sorry for disturbing, but I've been told this... uh, place is supposed to be where I'll be staying at, along with some other people here?"