A few days ago Vast had been looking for a place to settle and you recommended the cliff with the amethysts. He settled in quiet nicely, and one of his magpies (jasper) had been hanging out with you while you worked.

But its time you return the little companion, so you walked all the way up to Vast's home with the magpie nestled in your pocket happily playing with the spare piece of blue string from your jacket hanging in his mouth.

You knocked on Vasts door, rocking on your heels and talking to the little magpie in your jacket pocket, when the door opened. "I see you managed to get those pants off." Vast almost smiled, noticing you were no longer wearing the curse of binding amour you'd accidently put on yesterday.