I was right hopeful you'd make it to my turkey hunt so I could mock you being one of the fowl, but no, you had to go die on me. Bastard.

Oliopterix was one of my favorite fellows to interact with in general, and you being around helped Pan act like Pan, so good feelings go both ways!

If it makes you feel any better, you weren't a dolt. You were great. Though Pan would say that you were something like a "daft beak-bound bird-brained bastard", but only because he likes you. If your next character is half as cool as Oliopterix, they'll still be damned excellent.

There are still things going on, that they are, so I'll say more about that when it's done, but I fully owe every step of it to you. So take the credit where it's due!

I'd throw you some tomatoes if I had any to spare for a dead dolt.