"And who might this be?" he said as he pulled an apple out of his pocket and cut it into thirds. Shanda took her slice and fed the other one to Thistle.
"She's Thistle, Ishtul. She's our new plough-donkey. Isn't she cute?"
The man called Ishtul leaned over and scratched behind Thistle's ears. Thistle smiled as she ate her apple. "This fellow Ishtul seem's like a nice guy." she thought "I wonder how Shanda knows him?"
He leads the same bandits that her father used to...and wants Shanda to join the family business!
He's a trader from Agrabah and needs another pack animal to move his goods. Would Shanda be willing to lend him Thistle? She could come along if she wished.
He's a local wizard. Would Shanda like to train as his apprentice? He thinks Thistle would make a dandy Familliar.
He's the man who owns Ratzul's farm. "I'm afraid I own Thistle now, Shanda. For some reason Ratzul sold her to me. It seems that she's good...with her mouth."
He's the Meddling Monk!
Something Else
Mon Mar 12 01:11:00 2001