Too Gourd to Pass Up [Seasonal Event] [OPEN!]

ALISTAIR Alistair had been going about his days, slowly but surely things began to normalize...or as normal as his life could have gone. During his recent venture at the outskirts he took notice of Ronin pelting...something he couldn't quite figure out until he closed in. "That desperate for a playmate you need only ask..." Alistair called out with a grin. "The hell is that...?" A rather animated looking creature is what it appeared to be. Alistair set down his bow and arrows and began walking toward Ronin, his hands lifting out to his sides. "Right then...pass it here then." He playfully ordered with a chuckle.