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[pooka_prince]

[filtered from England and America]

Excuse me! 'tis I, Cornelius, er, again. I've come across a young boy here with a hurt arm by the name of England. I am no doctor, and I fear that any attempt I might make to help might only make it worse. If there is anyone skilled enough to fix it, I would be most grateful for your efforts.

So long as he is

Comments

[bornwithskison]

So the runt is under your eye now.

[pooka_prince]

The... runt? Are you acquainted with the boy?

[bornwithskison]

Ask him about Iona and Lindisfarne.

[pooka_prince]

About... what? What do you mean?

[bornwithskison]

Lindisfarne and Iona. I visited there once and we had fun. I'm sure he'll cheer right up.

[pooka_prince]

Er. If you say so! Would you care to come over and help me with him?

[bornwithskison]

I can't stay for long, but I'm sure I could get him to sit still long enough so you can check out that arm. After that, I need to look for my friend.

[pooka_prince]

Any help you could offer would be a great boon.

[bornwithskison]

My-Chalice-Road?

[pooka_prince]

Mitchell, it seems. I've never heard of such a name, but so it goes.

[bornwithskison]

I don't suppose you could leave something out on the grass or on the cottage--say a fire--to help me find it.

[pooka_prince]

I-I don't think I can light a fire, but... suppose I left one of the windows open?

[bornwithskison]

I... Kind of left alot of windows open. Looking for my friend in cottages.

What about a lamb's head? Or a chicken?

[pooka_prince]

I-I'm not going to butcher an animal just to use as a signpost! Why don't I simply wait outside?

[bornwithskison]

I don't know what you look like.

[pooka_prince]

I have long blonde hair, and am wearing the typical dress of this place. Hmm... What do you look like, so that I might know you when I see you?