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<blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 3193358" data-attributes="member: 11574"><p><strong>Lets twist again</strong></p><p></p><p>"What do you want?" Menthos asks incredulously</p><p></p><p>"Your traveling companion, Haimish, he now possesses an item of great interest to Kador. We need you to get it for us." Helle says with fervor</p><p></p><p>"What are you talking about? I thought he was taking me with him inside the school? That bastard cut me out of the profits. On second thought, it probably that weasel Kessen." Menthos states</p><p></p><p>"You had planned on getting in the School of Ancient Knowledge? For what purpose?" Helle Inquires</p><p></p><p>"Haimish fell in love with some lord who talked him up enough into getting a gem for him in the cellars of the school. Paid him good upfront for it too." Menthos relates</p><p></p><p>"What was this lord's name?" Helle asks</p><p></p><p>"Lord D' Light I think, it was a funny name for someone with enough money to change it." Menthos answers</p><p></p><p>"That name is unfamiliar to me, I shall have to research it. In the meantime, we do not believe Haimish entered the school, the item was brought to him this evening." Helle divulges</p><p></p><p>"So, we can't you go ask him yourself? What do you need me for?" Menthos inquires</p><p></p><p>"Yes, our usual crusade is to burn down the building and sift through the ashes for the item we seek. Unfortunately in this case overt knowledge of our involvement in procuring this item is not something we wish to afford at this point." Helle explains</p><p></p><p>"You're not telling me anything here. If you want it so bad, then go ask him for it, I'm sure he'd give it up, especially if you said please." Menthos argues</p><p></p><p>"If I ask him for it, he will not survive to tell you about our meeting." Helle says with passion</p><p></p><p>"I'm still failing to see where you need me to get involved in some way, he doesn't like me anyway, his death neither pushes away nor draws me closer to world domination. Kill the guy for all I care." Menthos squelches </p><p></p><p>"Yesterday, you cared so much that you delivered to us news of the Shalimyrians involvement in kidnappings, because your friend was inside that dank place. Today you care nothing, your whims are like a candle flame, dim and easily snuffed out." Helle states</p><p></p><p>"Don't try any of your intimidation crap on me, my father ...." Menthos begins, but is cut off</p><p></p><p>"Was a demon of small import, a dretch among balors not worthy of a summoning from an initiate wizard." Helle finishes</p><p></p><p>"How is it you presume to know anything about me?" Menthos retorts, standing up from his seated position on the bed.</p><p></p><p>"I presume nothing, your lineage is written all over your attitude. It smolders within you and yet you refuse to let that fire fuel your engine. You could be much more than what your father left you as, yet your only passion is in not having any. You have until next sun up to deliver the item to me, or we'll see just how much you don't care." Helle spoke. Menthos clenched his fists and readied a barbed reply, only to have Helle speak a single word and vanish.</p><p></p><p>Menthos kicked his bed several times until the skin on his shin was bludgeoned raw. Anger seethed within him, and that is what finally calmed him down. Was he angry at Helle for embarrassing him, or was he angry at Haimish for making his life difficult now?</p><p></p><p>Haimish tried several times to shade the vial from not giving off it's blinding light, however every piece of cloth he used eventually began to smolder and he was afraid it would catch fire. Afraid of waking his companions, he left them there to sleep. Tucking the vial into his helmet and covering the openings with his cloak, he fled to the street and started walking trying to come up with some way to store this item before it killed him.</p><p></p><p>"Haimish!" A low booming voice called out</p><p></p><p>Looking up, Haimish saw the broad shoulders of Doopa lumbering towards him. Haimish waved and the ogre pressed on towards Haimish.</p><p></p><p>"Doopa, feel much better after getting sleep in house that smelled like rain." the ogre commented</p><p></p><p>"I'm glad, I've got a room at the Scholar's Inn just up the road, everybody else is there, except Menthos I don't know where he is." Haimish relates</p><p></p><p>"Right behind you." Menthos answers</p><p></p><p>Startled, Haimish wheels around to face Menthos as Doopa laughs at Haimish's flinching.</p><p></p><p>"You scared me, what brings you out this late at night?" Haimish asks</p><p></p><p>"You, seems like you got a present tonight. You weren't thinking of not sharing were you?" Menthos questions</p><p></p><p>"Oh! Doopa like presents. What did Haimish get?" the ogre asks</p><p></p><p>"How do you know anything about this?" Haimish asks while showing the covered helmet.</p><p></p><p>"I am half immortal, I have abilities beyond your most exhaustive comprehension. May I see the item?" Menthos asks</p><p></p><p>"No, it'll burn your eyes blind with the light it gives off, heck you can't even hold it, it'll burn right through your hands." Haimish explains</p><p></p><p>"Haimish got Poison Sumac as gift? That very strange gift to give, Doopa would take it back and give to giver." Doopa shares</p><p></p><p>"Why would the wizard bookworms give you something you couldn't use? Seems stupid to me, likely a bad prank on their part. I'll wager that they're up there betting on when you uncover the item in the heart of the city and illuminate the whole place." Menthos relates</p><p></p><p>"Apparently I was dominated by a vampire into trying to steal the Soul Gem, the school took care of the domination but in a quid pro quo way. Now I'm stuck with this item I have to use to kill the vampire with, and I can't hold it!" Haimish exasperates</p><p></p><p>"Let me try." Menthos asks</p><p></p><p>Dubious to the teifling's intentions, Haimish hesitates, "Why? What do you want it for?" </p><p></p><p>"To prove that I can hold it for one, and to prove this item even exists for starters." Menthos explains</p><p></p><p>Haimish holds out his helmet to Menthos, "Don't say I didn't warn you."</p><p></p><p>Menthos reaches in and grasps the small vial, while it is hot in his hand, it fails to burn his fire resistant skin.</p><p></p><p>"It doesn't burn you?" Haimish found it hard to believe</p><p></p><p>"Doopa want a turn!" The ogre announces as he reaches his hand into the helmet and closes his fist around Menthos' hand</p><p></p><p>"Ow! That hot! That is bad shaman magic, Doopa will destroy for Haimish, put thing on ground and Doopa will smash!" The ogre shouts</p><p></p><p>"That won't be necessary." Menthos states as he wraps up the vial in Haimish's cloak and holds it in his hand, "Haimish, I don't like unenlightenment. Something stinks here and it's not the ogre." </p><p></p><p>Doopa gave a look of dumbfoundment as he sniffed his armpits.</p><p></p><p>"What do you mean?" Haimish asks</p><p></p><p>Menthos held the item in his palm, he thought how easy it would be to walk away and give it to Helle and be done with it. Then he thought of keeping the item for himself, a little leverage in case he needed it. His hesitation became noticeable and Haimish reached out to take the item back from Menthos. Menthos saw the hand reach out, his brain willed for his arm to move away from Haimish, but he was too slow as the bard reclaimed the vial.</p><p></p><p>"Tell me everything the wizard said, and then I'll tell you what I know, and together we'll figure out what's going on here." Menthos sighed and hung his head.</p><p></p><p>Haimish smiled and gladly relayed the night's conversation with the four wizards from the School of Ancient Knowledge, then Menthos told Haimish about Helle and his wanting of the item, making sure to leave out the family heritage parts.</p><p></p><p>"Doopa not get it." The ogre drooled as his slacked jaw tried to suck up the dripping saliva from his mouth. It would soon be dawn and the smells of freshly baking bread was filling the streets</p><p></p><p>"That's probably for the best, the less who know the less chance we'll get squashed." Haimish tells the ogre</p><p></p><p>Menthos and Haimish part ways, Haimish leads the ogre back to the Scholar's Inn with instructions to tell the rest of the party that he'll be back soon. Menthos heads east and then north as he makes his way through the bustle of Caravan Street and the many street vendors lining the street. The looming silhouette of the Courts of Maal at the far end of Caravan Street played against the very nature of Menthos, silently he wished for a safe place such as that to crawl into.</p><p></p><p>After dropping Doopa off, Haimish approached the School of Ancient Knowledge. Advancing up the entrance steps, he banged on the door in the most obnoxious way he could think off.</p><p></p><p>"Who invades the sanctity our peace?" a voice booms through Haimish's head</p><p></p><p>"Tell the void robed guy that Haimish is here to see him, I have few questions." Haimish boasts</p><p></p><p>"There is no one here by that description, now leave!" The voice echoes in Haimish's head</p><p></p><p>"Okay then, but tell him I'm going to give his little present to the Kadorians. They had a much better offer." Haimish states and turns to walk away.</p><p></p><p>He gets four steps into the street when he is snatched from the ground by a pair of stony claws. The gargoyle circles up and over the school and into the back alley. The gargoyle races to the ground at a breakneck speed. For a second or two, Haimish thought the gargoyle was sent to kill him, but the creature pulls up at the last moment and flies through an open door and darkened archway. Instantly Haimish is transported to the most opulent room he has ever seen or heard about. The gargoyle dumps it's cargo onto the floor and turns to retrace it's flight path through the only exit visible in the room.</p><p></p><p>"Am I to guess that you're having some sort of conscience dilemma?" the hooded man speaks</p><p></p><p>"Hardly. I've already been threatened just for having your potion, some church. Apparently they knew who to bribe in your organization to figure out what I've got." Haimish accuses</p><p></p><p>"Ah the bitter Kadors, that will certainly complicate things for you. You don't think they'd let the Temple of Tinel show them up do you? I already know you have the item still, and I don't believe you'd give it to them. You're coming here was out of fear, you fear the Kadors, whereas we couldn't care less about their religious fire. All you have to do is use the item as instructed and everything will play out for you magical ways." The hooded man answers</p><p></p><p>"Is that a threat or a bribe?" Haimish inquires</p><p></p><p>"It's a promise, complete the task and I shall reward you with an item from our vast treasury worthy of your deeds." The hooded man speaks</p><p></p><p>"Well, you didn't mention that part last night. I'm starting to warm to your job, although I really need the name of a good glass blower, I can't keep running through clothes like this." Haimish says as he holds up the smoldering corpse of his once fine cloak.</p><p></p><p>The hooded man turns his head to the green robed man to his right and whispers something in a language Haimish had not heard before. The green robed man goes to a Darkwood desk and procures a parchment from a drawer. He inks a few lines of writing on it and then replaces the ink pen and walks to Haimish parchment first.</p><p></p><p>"This is the name of a reputable glass blower, although I fail to see your need for him. The only other means of transport we could find was to encase it in an ever-regenerating crystal from the demi-plane of mineral." The hooded man replies</p><p></p><p>"Ah, Now I see, I have to perform secret legerdemain with a white hot glowing object in a room full of witnesses, while fighting off jealous priests who will be trying to steal it from me. That should be fun. Thanks for the recommendation nonetheless." Haimish retorts</p><p></p><p>"I never said this would be like feeding a baby, if you know where Kalen is staying feel free to confront him there." With that, Haimish is grabbed by the gargoyle once again and dragged through the exit to the room, he has the sensation of falling and then steps out into the back alley of the school. A small gold coin lies on the ground in front of him.</p><p></p><p>"When the deed is done, return through the doorway behind you with the coin in your outstretched left hand. That is the only way to reach me again." The hooded man's voice rings inside Haimish's head.</p><p></p><p>"I want to know what the vial is supposed to do. The bookworms state it's to kill a vampire, I'm not going to get this thing from Haimish unless I know why I have to risk me neck for it." Menthos demands</p><p></p><p>"A fair request, so I shall tell you. About fifteen months ago, the School of Ancient Knowledge came to our temple to procure our services in creating an item that would house a portion of the sun's power in a portable container. Intrigued by their offer, we listened instead of brandishing them blasphemers and igniting their souls with actual power from the sun." Helle starts</p><p></p><p>"You can skip all the we're the most sovereign crap and just stick with the facts." Menthos replies</p><p></p><p>"The payment they offered was not nearly enough for what we considered a sacred item, therefore no deal was brokered. The school however was not deterred and they went to the Tinels instead, there they found a willing abettor and the Tinels set out to take the secrets of the sun and give them to the School of Ancient Knowledge. The item was completed three weeks ago and we have been scrying it after having learned of it's manufacture only this week." Helle relates</p><p></p><p>"So that's what the roasting of the priestess of Tinel was for?" Menthos fathoms</p><p></p><p>"You read between the lines well. This item cannot be allowed to endure, if word got out that the Tinels could replicate and domain from any deity they wished, then what purpose would our faith serve? The Temple of Tinel would be become your one-stop-shop for all your religious needs." Helle related</p><p></p><p>Menthos pondered this a moment, "What if I were to give you a demonstration of this item? A nearly personal one, such that only you would know what was actually transpiring?" Menthos asked</p><p></p><p>"That may be acceptable, what are your conditions?" Helle inquires</p><p></p><p>"We're going to use it to destroy a vampire in nine days. You can get to see it up close." Menthos states</p><p></p><p>"We are not allowed, nor were we invited to Lord Palmere's party." Helle responds</p><p></p><p>"Yeah? Can't imagine why. Just leave that part up to me, if I can get you into the party, will you leave Haimish alone until then?" Menthos asked</p><p></p><p>"Agreed. Thank you for coming to me with this offer. I have someone who would like to meet you." Helle states</p><p></p><p>"It's not my dad is it?" Menthos asks</p><p></p><p>"No, his name is Statinistor and he is the highest ranking priest in the Church of Kador on this plane. He has told me he sees great things in your future." Helle corrects</p><p></p><p>"Really? I could have told you that." Menthos comments and is led away by Helle</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hairy Minotaur, post: 3193358, member: 11574"] [b]Lets twist again[/b] "What do you want?" Menthos asks incredulously "Your traveling companion, Haimish, he now possesses an item of great interest to Kador. We need you to get it for us." Helle says with fervor "What are you talking about? I thought he was taking me with him inside the school? That bastard cut me out of the profits. On second thought, it probably that weasel Kessen." Menthos states "You had planned on getting in the School of Ancient Knowledge? For what purpose?" Helle Inquires "Haimish fell in love with some lord who talked him up enough into getting a gem for him in the cellars of the school. Paid him good upfront for it too." Menthos relates "What was this lord's name?" Helle asks "Lord D' Light I think, it was a funny name for someone with enough money to change it." Menthos answers "That name is unfamiliar to me, I shall have to research it. In the meantime, we do not believe Haimish entered the school, the item was brought to him this evening." Helle divulges "So, we can't you go ask him yourself? What do you need me for?" Menthos inquires "Yes, our usual crusade is to burn down the building and sift through the ashes for the item we seek. Unfortunately in this case overt knowledge of our involvement in procuring this item is not something we wish to afford at this point." Helle explains "You're not telling me anything here. If you want it so bad, then go ask him for it, I'm sure he'd give it up, especially if you said please." Menthos argues "If I ask him for it, he will not survive to tell you about our meeting." Helle says with passion "I'm still failing to see where you need me to get involved in some way, he doesn't like me anyway, his death neither pushes away nor draws me closer to world domination. Kill the guy for all I care." Menthos squelches "Yesterday, you cared so much that you delivered to us news of the Shalimyrians involvement in kidnappings, because your friend was inside that dank place. Today you care nothing, your whims are like a candle flame, dim and easily snuffed out." Helle states "Don't try any of your intimidation crap on me, my father ...." Menthos begins, but is cut off "Was a demon of small import, a dretch among balors not worthy of a summoning from an initiate wizard." Helle finishes "How is it you presume to know anything about me?" Menthos retorts, standing up from his seated position on the bed. "I presume nothing, your lineage is written all over your attitude. It smolders within you and yet you refuse to let that fire fuel your engine. You could be much more than what your father left you as, yet your only passion is in not having any. You have until next sun up to deliver the item to me, or we'll see just how much you don't care." Helle spoke. Menthos clenched his fists and readied a barbed reply, only to have Helle speak a single word and vanish. Menthos kicked his bed several times until the skin on his shin was bludgeoned raw. Anger seethed within him, and that is what finally calmed him down. Was he angry at Helle for embarrassing him, or was he angry at Haimish for making his life difficult now? Haimish tried several times to shade the vial from not giving off it's blinding light, however every piece of cloth he used eventually began to smolder and he was afraid it would catch fire. Afraid of waking his companions, he left them there to sleep. Tucking the vial into his helmet and covering the openings with his cloak, he fled to the street and started walking trying to come up with some way to store this item before it killed him. "Haimish!" A low booming voice called out Looking up, Haimish saw the broad shoulders of Doopa lumbering towards him. Haimish waved and the ogre pressed on towards Haimish. "Doopa, feel much better after getting sleep in house that smelled like rain." the ogre commented "I'm glad, I've got a room at the Scholar's Inn just up the road, everybody else is there, except Menthos I don't know where he is." Haimish relates "Right behind you." Menthos answers Startled, Haimish wheels around to face Menthos as Doopa laughs at Haimish's flinching. "You scared me, what brings you out this late at night?" Haimish asks "You, seems like you got a present tonight. You weren't thinking of not sharing were you?" Menthos questions "Oh! Doopa like presents. What did Haimish get?" the ogre asks "How do you know anything about this?" Haimish asks while showing the covered helmet. "I am half immortal, I have abilities beyond your most exhaustive comprehension. May I see the item?" Menthos asks "No, it'll burn your eyes blind with the light it gives off, heck you can't even hold it, it'll burn right through your hands." Haimish explains "Haimish got Poison Sumac as gift? That very strange gift to give, Doopa would take it back and give to giver." Doopa shares "Why would the wizard bookworms give you something you couldn't use? Seems stupid to me, likely a bad prank on their part. I'll wager that they're up there betting on when you uncover the item in the heart of the city and illuminate the whole place." Menthos relates "Apparently I was dominated by a vampire into trying to steal the Soul Gem, the school took care of the domination but in a quid pro quo way. Now I'm stuck with this item I have to use to kill the vampire with, and I can't hold it!" Haimish exasperates "Let me try." Menthos asks Dubious to the teifling's intentions, Haimish hesitates, "Why? What do you want it for?" "To prove that I can hold it for one, and to prove this item even exists for starters." Menthos explains Haimish holds out his helmet to Menthos, "Don't say I didn't warn you." Menthos reaches in and grasps the small vial, while it is hot in his hand, it fails to burn his fire resistant skin. "It doesn't burn you?" Haimish found it hard to believe "Doopa want a turn!" The ogre announces as he reaches his hand into the helmet and closes his fist around Menthos' hand "Ow! That hot! That is bad shaman magic, Doopa will destroy for Haimish, put thing on ground and Doopa will smash!" The ogre shouts "That won't be necessary." Menthos states as he wraps up the vial in Haimish's cloak and holds it in his hand, "Haimish, I don't like unenlightenment. Something stinks here and it's not the ogre." Doopa gave a look of dumbfoundment as he sniffed his armpits. "What do you mean?" Haimish asks Menthos held the item in his palm, he thought how easy it would be to walk away and give it to Helle and be done with it. Then he thought of keeping the item for himself, a little leverage in case he needed it. His hesitation became noticeable and Haimish reached out to take the item back from Menthos. Menthos saw the hand reach out, his brain willed for his arm to move away from Haimish, but he was too slow as the bard reclaimed the vial. "Tell me everything the wizard said, and then I'll tell you what I know, and together we'll figure out what's going on here." Menthos sighed and hung his head. Haimish smiled and gladly relayed the night's conversation with the four wizards from the School of Ancient Knowledge, then Menthos told Haimish about Helle and his wanting of the item, making sure to leave out the family heritage parts. "Doopa not get it." The ogre drooled as his slacked jaw tried to suck up the dripping saliva from his mouth. It would soon be dawn and the smells of freshly baking bread was filling the streets "That's probably for the best, the less who know the less chance we'll get squashed." Haimish tells the ogre Menthos and Haimish part ways, Haimish leads the ogre back to the Scholar's Inn with instructions to tell the rest of the party that he'll be back soon. Menthos heads east and then north as he makes his way through the bustle of Caravan Street and the many street vendors lining the street. The looming silhouette of the Courts of Maal at the far end of Caravan Street played against the very nature of Menthos, silently he wished for a safe place such as that to crawl into. After dropping Doopa off, Haimish approached the School of Ancient Knowledge. Advancing up the entrance steps, he banged on the door in the most obnoxious way he could think off. "Who invades the sanctity our peace?" a voice booms through Haimish's head "Tell the void robed guy that Haimish is here to see him, I have few questions." Haimish boasts "There is no one here by that description, now leave!" The voice echoes in Haimish's head "Okay then, but tell him I'm going to give his little present to the Kadorians. They had a much better offer." Haimish states and turns to walk away. He gets four steps into the street when he is snatched from the ground by a pair of stony claws. The gargoyle circles up and over the school and into the back alley. The gargoyle races to the ground at a breakneck speed. For a second or two, Haimish thought the gargoyle was sent to kill him, but the creature pulls up at the last moment and flies through an open door and darkened archway. Instantly Haimish is transported to the most opulent room he has ever seen or heard about. The gargoyle dumps it's cargo onto the floor and turns to retrace it's flight path through the only exit visible in the room. "Am I to guess that you're having some sort of conscience dilemma?" the hooded man speaks "Hardly. I've already been threatened just for having your potion, some church. Apparently they knew who to bribe in your organization to figure out what I've got." Haimish accuses "Ah the bitter Kadors, that will certainly complicate things for you. You don't think they'd let the Temple of Tinel show them up do you? I already know you have the item still, and I don't believe you'd give it to them. You're coming here was out of fear, you fear the Kadors, whereas we couldn't care less about their religious fire. All you have to do is use the item as instructed and everything will play out for you magical ways." The hooded man answers "Is that a threat or a bribe?" Haimish inquires "It's a promise, complete the task and I shall reward you with an item from our vast treasury worthy of your deeds." The hooded man speaks "Well, you didn't mention that part last night. I'm starting to warm to your job, although I really need the name of a good glass blower, I can't keep running through clothes like this." Haimish says as he holds up the smoldering corpse of his once fine cloak. The hooded man turns his head to the green robed man to his right and whispers something in a language Haimish had not heard before. The green robed man goes to a Darkwood desk and procures a parchment from a drawer. He inks a few lines of writing on it and then replaces the ink pen and walks to Haimish parchment first. "This is the name of a reputable glass blower, although I fail to see your need for him. The only other means of transport we could find was to encase it in an ever-regenerating crystal from the demi-plane of mineral." The hooded man replies "Ah, Now I see, I have to perform secret legerdemain with a white hot glowing object in a room full of witnesses, while fighting off jealous priests who will be trying to steal it from me. That should be fun. Thanks for the recommendation nonetheless." Haimish retorts "I never said this would be like feeding a baby, if you know where Kalen is staying feel free to confront him there." With that, Haimish is grabbed by the gargoyle once again and dragged through the exit to the room, he has the sensation of falling and then steps out into the back alley of the school. A small gold coin lies on the ground in front of him. "When the deed is done, return through the doorway behind you with the coin in your outstretched left hand. That is the only way to reach me again." The hooded man's voice rings inside Haimish's head. "I want to know what the vial is supposed to do. The bookworms state it's to kill a vampire, I'm not going to get this thing from Haimish unless I know why I have to risk me neck for it." Menthos demands "A fair request, so I shall tell you. About fifteen months ago, the School of Ancient Knowledge came to our temple to procure our services in creating an item that would house a portion of the sun's power in a portable container. Intrigued by their offer, we listened instead of brandishing them blasphemers and igniting their souls with actual power from the sun." Helle starts "You can skip all the we're the most sovereign crap and just stick with the facts." Menthos replies "The payment they offered was not nearly enough for what we considered a sacred item, therefore no deal was brokered. The school however was not deterred and they went to the Tinels instead, there they found a willing abettor and the Tinels set out to take the secrets of the sun and give them to the School of Ancient Knowledge. The item was completed three weeks ago and we have been scrying it after having learned of it's manufacture only this week." Helle relates "So that's what the roasting of the priestess of Tinel was for?" Menthos fathoms "You read between the lines well. This item cannot be allowed to endure, if word got out that the Tinels could replicate and domain from any deity they wished, then what purpose would our faith serve? The Temple of Tinel would be become your one-stop-shop for all your religious needs." Helle related Menthos pondered this a moment, "What if I were to give you a demonstration of this item? A nearly personal one, such that only you would know what was actually transpiring?" Menthos asked "That may be acceptable, what are your conditions?" Helle inquires "We're going to use it to destroy a vampire in nine days. You can get to see it up close." Menthos states "We are not allowed, nor were we invited to Lord Palmere's party." Helle responds "Yeah? Can't imagine why. Just leave that part up to me, if I can get you into the party, will you leave Haimish alone until then?" Menthos asked "Agreed. Thank you for coming to me with this offer. I have someone who would like to meet you." Helle states "It's not my dad is it?" Menthos asks "No, his name is Statinistor and he is the highest ranking priest in the Church of Kador on this plane. He has told me he sees great things in your future." Helle corrects "Really? I could have told you that." Menthos comments and is led away by Helle [/QUOTE]
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