.. she's my mum's cousin, not really my aunt ... I've just known her forever!" Jo said.As they got nearer the house, a young woman, facially a lot lik... Jo, came out to greet them. The two women hugged."This is our Sheilagh, John ... my little sister! Y'allright, our kid!" Aye! Is this 'im, then," Sheilagh replied, " ... not bad! You've done all right for yourself, our Jo! Hello, Love!" Hello, Sheilagh! How are you!" John replied."I'm good! Well, you had better both come in!"Jo gripped John's. Fortunately it appeared that no one had responded to her cries, or perhaps the rows of books had muffled her sounds. She thought she saw someone duck back behind one of the rows out of sight when she turned around, but she realized that as paranoid as she was it could easily all be in her head as well. She continued with her show, rocking and contorting her body, as though dancing to music that only she could hear. She took a break at one point to respond to some of the comments from her. It has been a very long time since we were called that. We realize that you are different; no other has ever helped us to be free. As for the one you seek, we have heard of a still free clan many deres over that way." The leader and several of the older Lobrits bowed low to Alan and walked into the now small village that Alan had created. Shaking his head he'd only taken a few steps after they were all in when another slimey slug looking creature appeared in front of him. "Ha! You are so dead. ‘We also have journeyman Mage John, although he has yet to come into his power or destiny yet, ‘ the Gestalt added. ‘You must never mention this to him, Abi.’ ‘I know, sisters, I know. For to know the path is to deviate from it, ‘ Abi replied.‘Indeed, yet many of us envy you for your proximity to his heart, ‘ the Gestalt replied with a hint of wistfulness from many of her sisters.‘He is infuriating at times, ‘ Abi admitted.‘Only because he follows his own path. For him, thought becomes deed at.