We're sorry. (Crackplot, yes again)

[sceltwarlord]

Khardeen never likes to be bored. And if there's someone around who appreciates what he does, all the better!

There are now in the main room several streamers hanging from the ceiling for no apparent reason - though there is a birthday cake on the table. The cake, however, is quite harmless. It's the streamers you have to watch out for. Brush

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[thenotsofair]

Celegorm comes wandering in through the front door, frowning, and then stares at the streamers in some annoyed bewilderment. And picks one up, shaking some sparkles loose.

There is now a much smaller - and still fairly serious looking elflet, looking around with abundant confusion and more than abundant worry. Where did all the brothers go? "Maitimo?" He tries, and then scowls more, at the lack of response. And tries another name. "Huan?"

He can't have gotten lost. He didn't even go wandering off! And he's supposed to be watching Curufin, too.

[lorien_gal]

There's a very beautiful little girl nearby... she's busy looking at the window, and dreaming with her eyes on the forest.

She's wanting to go off and climb some trees, and explore the lands that lie beyond.

Singing and embroidery? P!sha!

[thenotsofair]

He notices her and then a little boy grin breaks across his face and he's going go go over and poke her shoulder. "Artanis, what're you doing?" Cousins aren't brothers, but this cousin is a fun cousin, even if she is a girl.

[lorien_gal]

"What does it look like I'm doing?" She gives him a frown. Boys are so stupid. "I want to go out." And you're going to help me.

She tugs him out already. "We're going out."

[angsty_redhead]

He couldn't really avoid touching the streamers even if he was trying, so----

Have a rather more apparently teenaged, much happier-looking elfboy.

[thenotsofair]

Celegorm is still looking for someone he recognizes, and takes just a moment to recognize Mae. Who might be a little older than he remembers, but, well - it's still a brother. He gravitates toward him. Older brothers know best.

"Maitimo, where is everyone?"

[angsty_redhead]

Probably not much older, though. At any rate, he's looking around, more confused than worried. "Tyelko!" One brother accounted for, ah ah ahh. "I-- have no idea. What happened, how did you get here?"

[thenotsofair]

A shrug. "I just...got here. I dunno. I'm supposed to be watching Curufin, though, and I haven't found him."

Stupid brother.

[chivsbastard]

It's Fitz's inaugural crackplot!

And it is a Fitz, now, very little and looking around somewhat baffledly. This can't be good. Where'd Burrich go? And Nosy?

[christopherwren]

Chris peeks at Fitz from behind a streamer, not saying anything quite yet, just watching for the moment.

Typist: ... did we both use ickle Hannibal? XD

[chivsbastard]

T: XD I think we did...he's just cute!

Fitz is frowning a little, but no one seems to be scolding him, so that's all right. He looks up and notices Christopher after several moments, and looks confused for a moments.

"...hello," hesitantly. Fitz doesn't talk much at this age.

[phedre_25]

She's never been kiddified before.

Thre's going to be a little girl nearby, sitting on the floor, very pensive, examining her surroundings.

This is clearly not Cereus.

[deadlydanvers]

He's still pretty, but it doesn't really show. Having brushed the streamers, Clay fled outside and is currently crouched by the edge of the woods, naked, though it doesn't show through the coating of dirt. His hair is pale, pale blond under the dirt matted into it and long. He's nearly six years old, and human, currently, though the growls emanating from his throat as he messily eats an unlucky rat are certainly not human in the least.

Small children beware. Clay isn't particularly picky about what he eats. Adults might have a little more fun trying to get him inside.

[tomboy_22]

She's just a little older, seven, and very, very, mischievous. She's walking around the wood's area, looking at the trees, and pondering if she can climb it.

Clay, meet ickle!Nita, 100% human, necromancy still dormant in her, and happy as can be - her mum is still alive, and nothing can go wrong in her world.

[deadlydanvers]

A smell. Good smell. Hungry.

He drops the rat - everything good on it is long gone, anyway, and moves in a stalking crouch, silently, through the underbrush. Harder, with all the dry things, than in the swamps, but hungry, good smell, good food.

[tomboy_22]

Well, she decided that the tree was worth a shot, and she's climbing it - not as gracefully as she will as an adult, but strongly, with capable limbs that have done this before. Human limbs.

She's whistling under her breath a small kid's song, the song that doesn't end, yes it goes on and on my friend, somebody started singing it not knowing what it was, and they just keep on singing it forever just because this is the song that....

[the_bloodless]

Kvothe has taken to wandering the Mansion, the nearly destroyed hand hidden in his pocket. When he spots the odd decorations in the main room he goes in to look...and his shoulder brushes one of the streamers.

The little boy standing in the middle of the room is very confused, but also incredibly curious as he runs to look at the cake in the middle of the room.

[thetelltaleeyes]

Bast comes wandering up to the front door and fortunately notices the streamers before going inside. And the rather young Kvothe.

A blink. "...R-Kvothe?" Stopping himself just in time. Not again.

[the_bloodless]

Yeah, Bast has the benefit of probably sensing that they're magical before he touches them. Kvothe didn't, obviously.

The little boy looks up immediately at his name, green eyes bright and curious. "Huh?"

[thetelltaleeyes]

A careful wave, examining the eyes first. "...hey."