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<blockquote data-quote="Spatzimaus" data-source="post: 461001" data-attributes="member: 3051">Using divinations to find a buyer?&nbsp; I can see it now:Bob the Paladin was in trouble.&nbsp; Like many dragonslayers before him, he thought faith and skill would be enough to overcome the young red dragon terrorizing the small town below.&nbsp; Unfortunately, like many before him (most of whose charred corpses were scattered around him), Bob didn't realize the wyrm had so much magic at his disposal.&nbsp; Wands, staves, potions, and that blasted amulet!&nbsp; Why didn't the seer warn him about that?Bob was out of options.&nbsp; His wands and potions were depleted or destroyed, his friends dead or run off, and his only remaining weapon was the pitiful +1 sword he had kept around as a trophy from the orcish caverns where he met his (recently deceased) companions.&nbsp; Sighing in resignation, Bob prepared for one last, valiant charge into the wounded beast's lair.Out of nowhere, an elvish wizard shimmered into view.&nbsp; &quot;Hi, my divinations said you'd need a new sword right about now, and I've got this beautiful +4 dragonbane longsword I just finished.&nbsp; Want to talk finances?&nbsp; If you don't have the cash on hand, we offer a simple installment plan, with only 20% interest!&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Spatzimaus, post: 461001, member: 3051"] Using divinations to find a buyer? I can see it now: Bob the Paladin was in trouble. Like many dragonslayers before him, he thought faith and skill would be enough to overcome the young red dragon terrorizing the small town below. Unfortunately, like many before him (most of whose charred corpses were scattered around him), Bob didn't realize the wyrm had so much magic at his disposal. Wands, staves, potions, and that blasted amulet! Why didn't the seer warn him about that? Bob was out of options. His wands and potions were depleted or destroyed, his friends dead or run off, and his only remaining weapon was the pitiful +1 sword he had kept around as a trophy from the orcish caverns where he met his (recently deceased) companions. Sighing in resignation, Bob prepared for one last, valiant charge into the wounded beast's lair. Out of nowhere, an elvish wizard shimmered into view. "Hi, my divinations said you'd need a new sword right about now, and I've got this beautiful +4 dragonbane longsword I just finished. Want to talk finances? If you don't have the cash on hand, we offer a simple installment plan, with only 20% interest!" [/QUOTE]

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