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<blockquote data-quote="Dunamin" data-source="post: 4949011" data-attributes="member: 57529">Woe whistles a merry tune and cracks his knuckles.“Right, lowdown time.”“There’s a cult of wankers called the Open Eye, surfing on the losing side of war on a rival cult - creatively known as the Closed Eye. The latter brand of these ocularly obsessed loonies tried to have us killed during an earlier investigation, in the process of feeble attempts to cover their operations from the public eye.”Woe displays the bugbear-eye from way back, at this point pretty dried up and gross.“Irony’s a bitch.”He pockets it again.“Anyway, both these cuckoo-choirs worship a shadowy “Unseen Lord” - a being that was described like he wears a bucketful of grey-scale cosmetics, cries himself to sleep, and cuts himself while hearing gloomy depressive music. Also, the Closed Eye sheep are trying to summon him and that will supposedly destroy the world.”“We know they predominantly consist of bugbears, employ some concealing magic, and like to brandish shockingly appropriate closed-eye logos. They’re headed by a powerful poobah and we’ve tracked them to Whiteside Barrows.”Finding a relatively comfortable stump to rest against, Woe leans back and digs out a pitcher of ale from his pack.“Anything else?”</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Dunamin, post: 4949011, member: 57529"] Woe whistles a merry tune and cracks his knuckles. [COLOR="Blue"]“Right, lowdown time.” “There’s a cult of wankers called the Open Eye, surfing on the losing side of war on a rival cult - creatively known as the Closed Eye. The latter brand of these ocularly obsessed loonies tried to have us killed during an earlier investigation, in the process of feeble attempts to cover their operations from the public eye.”[/COLOR] Woe displays the bugbear-eye from way back, at this point pretty dried up and gross. [COLOR="Blue"]“Irony’s a bitch.”[/COLOR] He pockets it again. [COLOR="Blue"]“Anyway, both these cuckoo-choirs worship a shadowy “Unseen Lord” - a being that was described like he wears a bucketful of grey-scale cosmetics, cries himself to sleep, and cuts himself while hearing gloomy depressive music. Also, the Closed Eye sheep are trying to summon him and that will supposedly destroy the world.” “We know they predominantly consist of bugbears, employ some concealing magic, and like to brandish shockingly appropriate closed-eye logos. They’re headed by a powerful poobah and we’ve tracked them to Whiteside Barrows.”[/COLOR] Finding a relatively comfortable stump to rest against, Woe leans back and digs out a pitcher of ale from his pack. [COLOR="Blue"]“Anything else?”[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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