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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rylnethaz" data-source="post: 6794363" data-attributes="member: 6801218">“Are you sure that her son is going to be of any help?” BoldItalic expressed his doubts.“Of course, his mother will make sure of it. If not for any other reason other than to convince everyone, including herself, that her favourite son is not as lazy as people say. A lazy favourite son is not the reality she has in mind. That much is perfectly clear when she speaks about him. She will never change what is in her mind however. She will either try to present a different reality by finding excuses for her son’s shortcomings or she will whip him to shape just to prove that her favourite…”“She will whip her favourite into shape?” asked BoldItalic.“Yes, the very same. She will hip him into shape just to prove that he is the better son. However, Fingers is also our man in charge of all matters culinary and he will take no excuses from her. He is also not one of the easily cowed villagers.”“Fingers has never accepted anything less than perfection in culinary matters even when the resources are limited, let alone with a full pantry.”“Exactly BoldItalic. We have a chain of a domineering woman, her absolute belief in her son’s perfection, a culinary perfectionist Fingers and a lazy son. There is exactly one weak link in this chain, the lazy son. She will whip him into shape.”“Rylnethaz, now I almost feel pity for that guy.” Said BoldItalic barely holding back a laugh since they were still at the town hall.Fingers, always the streetwise one, was sent by Rylnethaz to look for some of the other people that would be of help in the castle.The next day there was a feast, using the giant ground-lobster’s meat and when the day after came, the party left the town.They continued north. At some point the landscape began to change. Now they were walking amongst rotten trees, light mist clinging around their ankles and there were carrion eating vermin everywhere.“I don’t know about you guys,” said Clotbert, “but this place seems so wrong and smells so bad that I think we are on the right track. What do you think Rylnethaz?”"This must be the place, we will find the gate to where the sword can be found. Be on the alert for any guardians though."</blockquote>

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