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Message: <blockquote data-quote="FitzTheRuke" data-source="post: 9376558" data-attributes="member: 59816">The great hag-beast's tail smashed into Ussal, bending his armored chest-plate into a concave-shape and throwing the poor serpentfolk through the air until he came to rest by the hags' iron cauldron.Weed's leafy-behemoth form slumped to the ground and was quickly being chewed on by many ants, all the size of a man's hand.A Chwinga whooped from the top of a nearby table (a ladder went up one leg, made from Chwingas standing on one-another's shoulders) where the odd little forest-creature had discovered a ring of iron keys, one of which matched the cage with the mysterious prisoner. Speaking of whom: Grroll and Brrapp awaited the arrival of the keys, but they were inspecting the occupant of the cage with cat-like curiosity: Their whiskers twitched as they saw that the humanoid inside appeared to be Chrysagon, and yet - Chrysagon had arrived with them, though now unrecognizable as a wizened goat-person. A goat-person who stood nearby, peering with his strange goat-eyes at the cage's occupant. He made a puzzled, "Mmmmeeeeh!?"From some unknown location there came the sound of bells ringing, and the three dolls tried to hide in the nearest hiding place - the rocks around the cookfire, which was mercifully down to embers. "The bells!" came a small voice from the Straw Girl, "She's here!"Though no-one could yet discern where "she" might be.</blockquote>