Julian is a dark, greenish-blue Myrefolk with a lighter green face and underside. He has long tentacle-like arms that wrap around a pinkish-black staff. He wears a dark red patterned robe with lighter red protrusions towards the bottom. He has a large dark red hat with small, lighter red stripes running down it. On his back, he carries what appears to be many bundles of cushions and items.
“Aha! It's you! You're just in time! How much do you know about parties? Would you call yourself a party planning expert?”
“I need you to pass out these 5 invitations to 5 outstanding individuals who, once gathered, create the perfect lineup of party guests!”
“Everyone knows every party needs... Someone with STORIES to tell! Two EXPERTS to kick off some engaging conversation! Someone INTRIGUING! And most importantly--someone who will LIVEBLOB the event!!”
“Liveblog!! Now, go and pass out those invites! And be sure not to give them to any fuddy-duddies who're liable to ruin this perfectly-prepared party!”
“Ha HA! You passed them all out, did you? Well done!! This party will be a roaring success thanks to you! Here, take this!”
“Be sure to stop by the party later! You, my friend, need no invitation nor introduction!”
“Oh, dear, sorry I didn't even see you there-worried as I am for my flock of pickens! They're my pride and joy, you see-with their sparkling eyes and combs of GOLD! My family has been raising this breed long as I've been alive, but now...”
“Some local ruffians practicing their levitation charms misfired and sent the whole flock flying right out of my coop! Could you please track them down for me? I must stay here in case any of them try to wander back home...”
“Oh, Clucky... Gerald... Beaky... Princess Esmerelda... What destruction have you wrought...”
“Well, they've calmed down now, but last night my precious flock of Pickens got ahold of some VigorRoot powder I had hidden away in my kitchen--it's a perfectly healthy ingredient for MOST creatures, good to have in the mornings with tea...”
“But it's too powerful for little Pickens. It gives them far too much energy--drives them WILD. They went... bonkers! I've never heard Tony cluck so loud--and Beaky, the LOOK in his eyes as he wreaked havoc...pure DELIGHT...”
“Physically? No. Emotionally? Well, who's to say... It's not nearly enough, but I've done up a couple gift baskets for the unfortunate souls beset upon by my pickens last night.”
“Will you please deliver these to Granny Gertrude, The Great Magician Leonardo, and Madame Zolita and Wallace, along with my sincerest apologies? Especially for what my little Denise did... Those stains will be difficult to remove...”
“You don't understand--a gift basket is the LEAST I could give my neighbors by way of apology... Usually Agathe is so tame--to think she was strong enough to burst through a window with only her little feets...”
“I can't BELIEVE they all forgave me-thank you SO much, I was afraid I might have to move after what my naughty picken flock did last night! I think I'll add three or four more locks to my kitchen cabinets... maybe five...”
“I'm hearing rumors that one of my pickens may have encouraged some local rats to start a “revolution” in the chaos last night? We can only hope this doesn't beget the rise of another Rat King...”