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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 3512183" data-attributes="member: 11760">For reasons known only to him, Katadid Leach, covered in dirt and his face streaked with tears, tugs the lifeless ankle of Tock Chandler, dragging the bard's body toward the cart."I-I'm sorry," he tells Tucker, still chained and glaring. "I didn't ... I have to. .. Tock needs to live ...""If you say so," Tock groans, yanking his ankle back, then wincing and gripping the back of his head. "Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow."The bard opens his eyes, and looks at the blood and dirt on his hands, taken from the back of his head."Ow." He winks at his dumbfounded cousin, then winces in pain. "Cousin, we leave. Now."Katadid squeals with joy, blinking away tears and grinning broadly. He helps Tock to his feet and they climb into the cart."When you've got thousands of ladies praying for your crotch, that's a lot of divine intervention," Tock says, slapping Katadid on the shoulder, then turns back to Tucker. "Gallaway, I didn't want you dead, I just didn't want my cousin dead. We're leaving now. Maidensbridge will never be troubled by the likes of us again. Go in peace -- and utter humiliation -- and live to shackle troublemakers another day. Give your sister my best."Tock climbs past a grinning Renraw and reaches for the reins."Remember who bested you, Gallaway!" Renraw thumbs his nose at the shackled deputy as they pull away.Once Tucker has vanished in the darkness, Renraw clears his throat and climbs onto the seat beside Tock."Er, your things are there in the back," he says, motioning to the cart. "I was going to keep them as momentos. And, you know, to sell."Renraw looks reluctant to continue speaking, but ultimately does so, in a kind of a mumble."Also, the whole head-kicking thing. Sorry about that. Had I known you weren't dead ..."Katadid thrusts his head in between Renraw's and Tock's, his exprssion wild."I-I thought I heard Apep on the wind. I couldn't quite hear ...""Shaddup and sit down, Kat!" Tock snaps."Okay," Kat shrugs and sits back down on the cart. After a moment, his eyes grow large, and he stage-whispers loudly in Gnomish. "I just figured out what spell Apep cast. It was a dimensional door. It may have been the Redhurst shunt technique, I'm not so sure. But at most he can only move less than a thousand feet from where he left, so there's a good chance he may still be nearby. I just hope he doesn't speak Gnomish if he can hear us.""He's got no quarrel with you nor I," Tock says, not sparing a glance for the dark Tulgey Wood on either side of the moving cart. "Not as far as I can tell. We ride."Renraw peers back at Katadid and fishes in his pocket, then pulls out the key he lifted off of Tucker and shakes it over his shoulder."I'll unlock those shackles if you promise not to speak Gnomish anymore, Kat. Come on. One for one, an even exchange."Tock looks over and glares at Renraw."You'll unlock him right now if you know what's good for you.""Settle down, Chandler," Renraw grouses. "I was going to give it to him anyway."I can't tell you how satisfying it was binding that clod," he says as he watches Kat unlock himself eagerly. "We showed him for picking on you all those years, didn't we, Kat?"</blockquote>

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