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The story thus far...
Grace and Simon, two teenage tearaways, have managed to lock themselves in a derelict theatre in Reality (they live in Allegory), by entering a box or cabinet of some sort in the basement of The tré (Otterstow's small theatre). Ignatius (the mayor) suspects this is the case and has enlisted the aid of the parents (Slide, Sandra, Pete and Gina). They have been unable to open the box as of yet and Ignatius is trying to find out if they can legally enlist the aid of others who might be able to and if it is legal to even enter Reality. What's going on right now: Liza PrIgel was a friend with Ignatius' parents. Thus, Ignatius feels they (his parents) may have mentioned to Liza how to open the cabinet in the basement of The tré. He wants to make a trip to Trinova to ask her about it. Pete and Sandra insist, very sensibly, that they call her (Liza) immediately. In response, Ignatius is summoning Johnny PrIgel, Liza's son, who still lives in Otterstow. About the page... Just an intro for Johnny PrIgel. He's really pretty small. As you can see, he actually has to reach up just slightly to reach the bar surface. You can see a little bit of Clare in the background. |
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Drawing completed - 02 NOV 2010
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Page 80 Black Kettle Pub An Erinac, perhaps in his late twenties approached the table. He was quite diminutive, being short even for a Hedgehog, barely passing four and a half feet. He wore rather shabby clothes and generally maintained an unkempt appearance. His face and pectoral region, including his arms and legs, were a soft, tawny fur with his fex being sort of a spiky blonde. His dorsal region, however, was an entirely different matter. Although it was more of a courtesy than the rule of law, Hedgehogs were expected to keep their quills clipped, so as to avoid accidental injury to those nearby and to reduce property damage. However, it was also generally acknowledged by everyone else that to do so required a great deal of time and effort. In fact, maintaining a completely pointless pelt was nearly impossible for an Erinac unless they wished to go through the rather painful procedure of having the quills extracted. Even then, this was merely a temporary solution. Johnny, feeling that clipping quills was an unfair waste of time, rarely did so. As a result, he wore shirts that were bare all the way down to the small of his back, where the quills stopped. Even the other Erinacs thought this was embarrassing, if not disgraceful, behaviour. Although an otherwise amiable person, Johnny did not care. |
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