We's been feeling lonely lately. I've tried to teach him some things, talk with him, keep him company, and while I think he appreciated it, I think it wasn't enough. He wanted to meet some of his own kind.

I would have thought that he was just out of luck, since he's unique as far as I know, but it turns out that he can... breed, for lack of a better word. He can replicate himself. And he decided to.

We'd actually be happy to have a couple of him around, but apparently this process somehow consumes nearby magic, so it's a bad idea for spellcasters or our magic equipment to be nearby. So we left him, ensconced in a little mountain hideaway, to start his family.

I hope he makes it ok, and I hope we see him again. He was a cute little guy, and fun - and useful! -- to have around. I'll miss the long rides while he sat on my saddle and hummed little nonsense tunes, or burbled in his happy incomprehensible way at the sights around him. I'll miss his little jigs to Errol's drumming, and I'll especially miss those wonderful moments when he found some new skill or word or concept, and was so excited by it.

Stay safe, little guy. Good luck.