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<blockquote data-quote="KenHood" data-source="post: 4652457" data-attributes="member: 4413">And away we go![Palindrome takes off the silver necklace--AND STICKS IT IN HIS UNDERWEAR (GOT IT, THIEF?)--before coming into the tower. He also stops by the garden shed and 'borrows' a 10-foot pole and shovel. Maybe not 'the' garden shed so much as 'a' garden shed. And maybe not 'borrows' so much as 'steals'.]From down the hallway, maniacal giggling drifts. A moment later, Palindrome walks by the doorway. His footsteps recede in the distance, stop, and rush back. He pokes his head through the door. &quot;There you are!&quot;He holds out his left hand--oblivious to the terrible gash and coagulated blood upon it. Hovering above his palm is the magical quill. He pokes the feather. It quivers. &quot;Look!&quot; he gushes, &quot;It floats!&quot;And he titters. Really.Like a giddy schoolgirl.&quot;Hmm,&quot; he sighs with a bliss perhaps unmatched in all the worlds of all the universes. &quot;Oh,&quot; he says as he fumbles in his jacket, withdrawing four potions. &quot;I managed to get 200 gold for the swag and got these for you guys.&quot;Without looking up from his quill, he hands the bottles to Woe. He taps the feather again, watching it quiver. &quot;You know who would love this? Adie. Adie would LOVE this. Hey, Adie, check out my floating quill!&quot;&quot;Adie?&quot;Palindrome glances up from the feather. He scans the room and frowns. &quot;Hey, where's Adie? Did you guys lose my familiar?&quot;Then, he notices Atreus. With a scowl, he shields the feather. &quot;What the **** is the cookie mugger doing here?&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="KenHood, post: 4652457, member: 4413"] [b]And away we go![/b] [INDENT][Palindrome takes off the silver necklace--AND STICKS IT IN HIS UNDERWEAR (GOT IT, THIEF?)--before coming into the tower. He also stops by the garden shed and 'borrows' a 10-foot pole and shovel. Maybe not 'the' garden shed so much as 'a' garden shed. And maybe not 'borrows' so much as 'steals'.][/INDENT] From down the hallway, maniacal giggling drifts. A moment later, Palindrome walks by the doorway. His footsteps recede in the distance, stop, and rush back. He pokes his head through the door. [COLOR="Gray"]"There you are!"[/COLOR] He holds out his left hand--oblivious to the terrible gash and coagulated blood upon it. Hovering above his palm is the magical quill. He pokes the feather. It quivers. [COLOR="gray"]"Look!"[/COLOR] he gushes, [COLOR="gray"]"It floats!"[/COLOR] And he titters. Really. Like a giddy schoolgirl. [COLOR="gray"]"Hmm,"[/COLOR] he sighs with a bliss perhaps unmatched in all the worlds of all the universes. [COLOR="gray"]"Oh,"[/COLOR] he says as he fumbles in his jacket, withdrawing four potions. [COLOR="gray"]"I managed to get 200 gold for the swag and got these for you guys."[/COLOR] Without looking up from his quill, he hands the bottles to Woe. He taps the feather again, watching it quiver. [COLOR="gray"]"You know who would love this? Adie. Adie would LOVE this. Hey, Adie, check out my floating quill!" "Adie?"[/COLOR] Palindrome glances up from the feather. He scans the room and frowns. [COLOR="gray"]"Hey, where's Adie? Did you guys lose my familiar?"[/COLOR] Then, he notices Atreus. With a scowl, he shields the feather. [COLOR="gray"]"What the **** is the cookie mugger doing here?"[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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