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Message: <blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 1441156" data-attributes="member: 1210">DenoumentJust a quick one this time. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />Bellhold, naturally enough, remembers our heroes.  They are greeted with smiles and cheer.  They have a nice day hanging about Wyrmcall Plaza, the great central square of town that the bell tower our heroes used to destroy the strange crystal from the dragon’s gut stands over.“Hello, friends!” a voice calls.  Our heroes look about and find themselves being addressed by a short, scrawny gnome with an oily moustache.  He bears a rack of some sort of odd-looking, exceptionally short canes with canvas upon them.  “Perhaps I can interest you in a fantastic gnomish innovation?”“Innovation?” queries Brother He.“Behold!” the gnome cries.  “I present to you- the rainshield!”  And with a flourish, he pulls one of the canes from his rack and does something to the handle- and the top pops open into an almost-flat disc.  It’s easy to see, knowing the name, exactly what it’s for.“Wow!” Federico exclaims.“What genius,” breathes Mama.“I’ll take one,” Brother He says decisively.  His head is already spinning with the possibilities.  “Come, let us talk.”In the end, he buys one of the rainshields for now and commissions a special, telescoping one that he will be able to use as a weapon.  From that point forward, he starts testing stances, examining rainshield moves, and otherwise begins developing what can only be called Rainshield Style.A few days later and a few platinum richer (for the town’s gratitude for the party’s actions in destroying the dragon stone remains immense) our heroes head back to the halfling moot, and soon enough they are back with their own.  The annual meeting is officially over, but as always, several wagons remain behind to trade, gossip, plan marriages and alliances, and trade members.  Among these are a trio of Bakeswell wagons, and it is here that our heroes’ next adventure shall begin.But for now, there are several lazy days of games, dancing and smoking, fine food and drink, and long naps.  Just what a halfling wants.Next Time:  Well, I heard that those Peachtrees have a jam that’s making quite an impression on the contest circuit.  I tell you true, it’s won almost every contest it’s been entered in!  And speaking of jam contests, there’s a big one coming up at the end of the summer, you know the one- they have it every year.  And I tell you true, if that upstart Benjy Peachtree’s jam beats out mine (which, by the way, has won the last three years)- well!</blockquote>

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