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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 1755313" data-attributes="member: 2885">Beam me up Sully"Rise and shine, Fiddle," Darian bellowed as he threw open the curtains. "Greet the Glorious Morning Light.""Oooooo, where is teh dooo daaddd?" Fiddle grunted. "I need a cure for this swollen tongue o' mine."Fiddle had partied late into the night at the WHite Hart. He had so many tales to tell and not just to Erik. It was a shame Erik couldn't talk, but Fiddle more than made up for him."We're going to Glen," Darian continued. "Sully has a new spell he'd like to try."Fiddle perked up. "A new spell? Will it make me taller, stronger, faster, smarter, happier....""No, Fiddle," Sully cut in. "It will take us to places we have been before.""I'm in." Fiddle jumped up and grabbed his things."I've also marked a few of you with another spell," Sully continued. "That way if we are separated and unsure of each other the mark will show the truth.""We've been Sullied?" Calrom exclaimed.Everyone laughed.Alya was to remain in Ashabenford. Arendel was still in the woods. Erik stayed behind with Alya. So Calrom, Darian, and Fiddle joined hands with Sully.The next thing Fiddle saw were the Gates of Glen. He jumped up and down."Hello in the Town," Fiddle yelled."Come in," the dwarven guard called back. "The gates are open."</blockquote>