[The shenanigans about his garden have only one reasonable cause; sabotage! Everett was bemused at first, but that turned to scheming soon as a tomato exploded in his face. He'll get back at Caster somehow, he just needs to think of something clever.
Swarm of rats, maybe, that would be the appropriate response for a Vaughan like himself. That'll take a little time to get together, it only works if he has... a lot of rats.
Which, speaking of... the mist had some peculiar effects on him as well. He's the same at a glance, the same height and build, wearing his usual clothing, but turning to Caster shows he, himself, to be a rat.
Fair evening to you, Caster. [He eyes the gift. The ""gift""- press x to doubt. He adjusts the glasses on his now long nose, peering through them suspiciously]
Is that so? Well, I'm not one to turn my nose at a gift. Will you open it up for me? [no trust]
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Swarm of rats, maybe, that would be the appropriate response for a Vaughan like himself. That'll take a little time to get together, it only works if he has... a lot of rats.
Which, speaking of... the mist had some peculiar effects on him as well. He's the same at a glance, the same height and build, wearing his usual clothing, but turning to Caster shows he, himself, to be a rat.
An astonishingly dapper rat.]
Fair evening to you, Caster. [He eyes the gift. The ""gift""- press x to doubt. He adjusts the glasses on his now long nose, peering through them suspiciously]
Is that so? Well, I'm not one to turn my nose at a gift. Will you open it up for me? [no trust]