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<blockquote data-quote="drool" data-source="post: 9307002" data-attributes="member: 7045130">Damocles brings up a hand to trace down the list, squinting his eyes as they both followed along. In the time away from the group, it seemed the squat man had managed to acquire himself a new... hand? The right one to be specific, what sat before was five fingers and a palm that looked no different than his left, what stood now was much more bizarre. Long squared fingers that were stiffly bent, chipped nails with blackened nailbeds, the skin rough and calloused, yet most interestingly, it had a strong fuchsia hue to the skin itself. It looked like a rather strange monkeys paw, and yet it was stitched to the polarizing blue stump of the sorcerer.&quot;No Sword of Infinite Devil Slaying? Or Staff of Forever Devil Banishment? What gives?&quot; he raises both shoulders and opens his arms wide, pointing an inflated chest at Zythan. &quot;It's fine. If you're as smart as you say you are, I would've shelfed them for myself too.&quot; he finishes his jest by tapping the side of his head before directing the finger to Zythan, a gesture to say &quot;Great minds think alike.&quot;.Taking a few paces away, he begins a number of stretches, focusing mainly on his back, he'd been getting older for his kind, and he'd surely seen his ware for a handful of lifetimes. &quot;Ugh. My backs a knot...&quot; he goes on, quietly mumbling complaints and groans as he continues to warm himself up for whats to come.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="drool, post: 9307002, member: 7045130"] Damocles brings up a hand to trace down the list, squinting his eyes as they both followed along. In the time away from the group, it seemed the squat man had managed to acquire himself a new... hand? The right one to be specific, what sat before was five fingers and a palm that looked no different than his left, what stood now was much more bizarre. Long squared fingers that were stiffly bent, chipped nails with blackened nailbeds, the skin rough and calloused, yet most interestingly, it had a strong [COLOR=rgb(227, 39, 111)][B][I]fuchsia[/I][/B][/COLOR] hue to the skin itself. It looked like a rather strange monkeys paw, and yet it was stitched to the polarizing [COLOR=rgb(52, 134, 179)][B][I]blue[/I][/B][/COLOR] stump of the sorcerer. [B]"No Sword of [I][B]Infinite Devil Slaying[/B][/I]? Or Staff of [I]Forever Devil Banishment[/I]? What gives?" [/B]he raises both shoulders and opens his arms wide, pointing an inflated chest at Zythan. [B]"It's fine. If you're as smart as you say you are, I would've shelfed them for myself too." [/B]he finishes his jest by tapping the side of his head before directing the finger to Zythan, a gesture to say [I]"Great minds think alike.".[/I] Taking a few paces away, he begins a number of stretches, focusing mainly on his back, he'd been getting older for his kind, and he'd surely seen his ware for a handful of lifetimes. [B]"Ugh. My backs a knot..."[/B] he goes on, quietly mumbling complaints and groans as he continues to warm himself up for whats to come. [/QUOTE]

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