An outsider whose true name Viola overheard.
Description: A small form, vaguely humanoid with an oversized face and mouth. Its small hand is reaching into a bag at its side. It puts something in its mouth, and closes it. It chews, looking out at you with oversized circular eyes. It doesn’t seem to blink. It hasn’t yet.
Conversation 1: 5/31/17
Me: “Can you speak?”
Me: “What are you?”
Me: “Look. How about I make it worth your while? I give you some gold and you give me your life story in 3 sentences”
DM: It holds out its tiny, tiny hand.
Cat: “I once was not. Then one fat ugly thing met more fat ugly things, and they threw flesh into and on top of each other until I was created. I eat dreams.”
Me: “That is extremely vague and confusing. What do I call you? Or are you okay with me calling you Catemusinorrath?”
Cat: “Call me Catemusinorrath. Tell no one.”
Me: “Where did you come from?”
Cat: “I was eating a dream of flying. Up. Toward the spot a moon wasn’t. My gold.”
DM: You hand him the gold and he disappears.