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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Dannyalcatraz" data-source="post: 7116474" data-attributes="member: 19675">Uncle Ted stood tall, "Oh I got this!"With that, he reached into a small leather bag that hung on his hip, and pulled out a small furry ball that seemed to be...growling.  He looked at the approaching Flounce, glanced at Bob, shook his head a few times, then, nodded.In a fluid move, he took a single large stride towards the Flounce, whipping his furry ball-holding hand* in a sidearm throw, releasing what he held.As it arced through the air on target, the furry ball became a fierce lion, which immediately began to maul the Flounce."Ha-HA!  Enjoy that little present from Uncle Ted's bag of tricks!  I hope you get cat-scratch fever, too!"As the magical lion struggled with the Flounce, the (new) Party began to scramble.  As they ran, Phinsk looked at Ted and yelled, "I thought we were going to negotiate!"Jogging swiftly (not tarring or lollygagging), Uncle Ted replied, "Son, that IS negotiatin' where I'm from, down in Corbindallashire.  Ha-HA!"*[ATTACH]84314[/ATTACH]</blockquote>