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As Jukati wondered just where Rafiq had gone, the answer would present itself shortly. Very shortly, both literally and metaphorically. [b][color=00CED1]"Very good, you are as I thought! Strong, mighty, angry, very angry! This will be a fruitful partnership! Partnership, collaboration, relationship."[/color][/b] A voice squeaked near Jukati's ear, as a certain rat slowly turned visible. Rafiq was much smaller than they were just a minute ago, a size more befitting the rat they were some would say, but it was a useful tool for when one wanted to get somewhere they weren't supposed to be. Combining Rafiq's unique brand of magic with the Ratatoskr's own natural ability to erase their presence from the world, it was more than easy to just hang onto Jukati while she was fighting, staying hidden from the wolves' senses until the battle was over. Worst case scenario that Jukati and the others somehow lost, they would just hide under the oni's corpse until the wolves left, then loot the corpses of everyone and move on.

[b][color=00CED1]"Your potions are adequate Willowa of Turnas. We will talk more later about working out deals."[/color][/b] They said as Jukati passed by the drow. Being a master thief was all well and good, but having someone to sell it to was equally important. No point stealing unless you could make a profit off it after all. 

Suddenly the hair on the back of Rafiq's neck bristled as they felt a certain... gaze, fall upon them. Something equivalent to death, something Rafiq most certainly didn't want to get caught by. Their eyes darted back and forth around the lagoon, finally settling on the... cat, thing watching them. [b][color=00CED1]"I will need much protection from the cat. Protection, defense, safety."[/color][/b] They whispered in Jukati's ear, scurrying over to the other shoulder to put something in between them and the cat. Even if it was Jukati's own neck.