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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jozan of Pelor" data-source="post: 498075" data-attributes="member: 246">Jozan turns to look at her, a startled expression on his face.  He struggles with a grin as his lower jaw seems to take on a life of it's own. "Ub, ah, wal..." Jozan's mouth snaps shut. Above a frozen, half formed grin, his eyes dart around.Then he sneezes--loudly--just in case anyone noticed him making noise.Luckily, the camera starts acting dramatic at this point and Jozan is out of the frame for a bit.  When things settle down again, the cleric is standing beside his sleigh, looking thoughtful."It was being controlled by something? Well, that is strange.  And unsettling.  Evil mastermind and all that.  Yes, perhaps we should be moving on."  He shakes his head and looks around at the horizon.  "Mind control.  Pelor's Burning Brow!  How far away do you have to be to do that sort of thing?  And where is that lovely Ma'varkith when you need her?"Jozan whistles to his sled dogs and prepares to depart.</blockquote>