So Zetta Slow!

Pi-Face was my favorite.

RAWR.

He felt oddly out of place, what with everyone seeming to know one another already but if Gnar could vouch for the woman (Red, her name seemed to be) and she in turn could vouch for the boy (Sho?) then he supposed they had a trustworthy group of people. 

"He’s a little on the short side," Anders said with a small chuckle. "But I don’t think he would tote a club of that size around and not be able to use it…besides, I think between the three of us, we should have this well in hand."

"But, to business I suppose," Anders said, reaching into his pack to pull out a map of the region. "The Healer’s Guild is running low on supplies due to a rash of sickness sweeping the countryside. We’ve been stretched to the breaking point and if we’re to keep our apothecaries stocked, we’re going to need some basic reagents; bloodroot and silverleaf."

"I’ll call them out if I see them but we’re going to travel between two locations," Anders said, unfolding his map and tapping a grove of trees near an open plain. "This grove of old growth should have enough decaying plant life to feed bloodroot and these plains are an ideal location to find Silverleaf."

He bounced on his toes for a second, dragging his cub towards Sho, before he gave a very tiny kick to the man’s boot with his paw. “Shuu anno reishu rega. Gnar maga.” He puffed up before once more tromping back to the center of the group. 

Once Anders pulled out his map, Red stood and walked to peer onto it, arms cross and foot rubbing the back of her bare leg. When it was question time, she looked to the man with curious azures, “I’m not familiar with the appearance of Silverleaf. I can tell my coals from my irons and my ore from my veins but herbs-” A short sing-song laugh. “- I’m not so versed.”

"I won't be much help finding the plants either, but I'll be zetta helpful if we come into any trouble!" He lost track of Gnar - he was sure that's what the cat's name was - as that's the word it kept repeating. But when he felt a slight thump on his boot, Sho realized Gnar was speaking at him. Unable to figure out exactly what the cat was saying, he just gave it a small smile. 

Anders barely had time to reach out to the little pufball before he had shot past him like a furry orange rocket, out the door with that ridiculously large club cutting a path through the crowd and out the door where he started jabbering excitedly to the woman and the strange man who approached the pair of them. 

Adjusting his coat, Anders followed Gnar’s lead out into the sunlight, leaning on the haft of his staff as he surveyed the pair curiously. 

"It seems we have a mutual friend," Anders said to the woman while shooting a nod at the man. "You wouldn’t happen to be here about the healing herbs, would you?"

Then his Human approached and the yordle was practically vibrating on red’s lap. People where here. He wasn’t alone. 

Gnar cast a quick glance up to Red, before hopping off her lap and scrambled up Ander’s coat, settling once more on the healer’s shoulders. He chittered happily for a moment before he took it upon himself to introduce his humans.

Gnar scrambled off her lap, pressing an uncomfortable paw in her thigh. Another traveller had arrived. Red got to her feet and brushed herself down, giving a welcoming expression to Anders. “Indeed,” she hummed at the cat who’d taken his place on the man’s shoulders, “And I am. I hope I can be of reasonable assistance to your quest. All I ask is that I’m able to take some of the herbs home with me in payment.”

"It usually happens like that, when you need something, it's no longer available." At the mention of a party of four, Sho figured that Anders must have included the orange cat-thing, in the group. Seemed a simple enough task, just to collect some plants, and between him and Red, he figured it'd be safe enough. And Gnar - at least, Sho hoped that's what it's name was - introduced the other two, before looking at him quizzically.