The small child nearly crashed into Gikka and stepped on the disguised Bibrid to hide among Wraithvine's robes. When gently asked the fear, the child admitted to playing in the house despite their mother's warnings, and breaking a window.
"Mommie's gonna be SO mad!"
"Oh child, you know, if you tell her you're sorry, and admit what you did, I bet she won't be mad long." -- The New Guy
It was raining, but not heavily enough to drive people indoors or under shelter. A light, constant patter that made the day longer and more miserable for those who had to work in it. In conditions like that, small children should not be outdoors.
That was why Bibrid and Gikka were picking themselves off the street and Wraithvine was almost knocked off hir feet.
The child was Human, and about as grubby as a child their age could get under normal circumstances. They were also clinging to Wraithvine's leg and whimpering.
"Please steal me away, mister Elf?" said the child. "You can turn me into a vampire or a Troll or anything you like."
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