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Sep 12, 2010 01:59

A not so happy nature god tip tapped his way in from out back. Fires. He never likes the fires that swept through forests and fields. And he was tired of the snappish behavior of the seas lately from that not so little oil mess. Little wonder the floods were greater this year and Pan was certain to know just whose temper tantrum was responsible for *that*. His hooves tapped harder on the floor than usual, and he gave a few annoyed bleats. Mortals... such utter fools.

He ordered some Atlantean from the Bar with express instructions to keep his glass full. Luckily Lady Bar so far was being obliging, but she was usually kind to him. He idly rubbed her surface and asked after her family.

It was times like this that he missed the simpler days when offerings were plenty, and the trees were so much younger. The world was younger.

Still he knew part of his funk was from the chill creeping into the days. Fall was coming, and winter right after. His least favorite times. It always put him on edge.

His bearded face turned to watch the others, and raised an eyebrow at some decidedly interesting newcomers.

A small smile crept upward as he remarked idly to anybody sitting near him.

"Well, well, things are getting livelier around here, aren't they?"

(ooc: Mun is heading to bed soon, but wanted to get this up. Will catch up with tags tomorrow.)

pan

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