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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Deuce Traveler" data-source="post: 3402934" data-attributes="member: 34958">The 'pixie' first responds to Samuel's question with a sigh, "That used to be my master, Cassus the Curious.  I really gotta ask myself why magic-users even bother getting themselves familiars.  I mean, it's not like we're just accessories.  We've got brains, we do.  I says to him, 'Master, I don't think you should put your hand in that red glow', and he says 'Oh, I just want to see what effects it has.  I'll most likely resist any ill sorcery.  Besides, what's the worse that can happen?' Well, you see the results.  Any of you spellslingers looking for an out of work familiar?  I work for cigars and cheap whiskey."  After the bard's comment he adds dryly, "But I don't sing or dance."He looks at the group hopefully, then looks puzzled by Thym's statement, until Renard teases him with teeth and arrow."Oh, I see.  Pick on the pixie because he's different and smells like the abyss.  You think it was easy growing up with mixed parentage?  Go ahead and have your fun, but remember that I've got me rights I do, and when I get to Ptolus some guy with influence will hear about this, I promise."  He looks around nervously as Renard doesn't seem convinced.  "I'm friends with the Iron Mage," he lies badly to you.</blockquote>