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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DrZombie" data-source="post: 1500634" data-attributes="member: 15640">"Sure, if you think you're up to it." Raven looks him up and down, noticing the armor. "Hmm, nice outfit" he says with a grin. Reaching into his pocket he takes out a metal flask. Oliver notices a notch in it. "Here, this will put some hair on your chest. Swallow quickly, or it will melt your teeth."A racking cough doubles Oliver over, tears springing into his eyes as the burning liquid sears his throat. A warm glow explodes from his stomach, reaching his hands and toes in a few seconds.Raven pats him gently on the back. "Don't worry about your nostril hair, they'll grow back in a few weeks" he says, laughing. As he sees Oliver fingering the notch in the flask, he explains."Yeah, it belonged to a friend of mine, allways wore it over his heart. Claimed it was lucky. Then , when we were ambushed, it stopped an arrow aimed right at his heart. Amazing, that was." He stops , thinking back at the old days when he was still in the clan highlands. "Aaah, well, too bad the other five were aimed elsewhere, but hey, you can't win 'em all, can you.°'. A merry twinkle in his eyes shows his satisfaction at fooling Oliver for a moment."Come on,let's go, talking won't catch any hares." °All heil Terry Pratchett, may he live long and write a lot more books.</blockquote>