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Message: <blockquote data-quote="drunkadelic" data-source="post: 1674630" data-attributes="member: 4020">Mullarby Longnose opened his eyes for a second and felt a bit of relief as the dark still surrounded him. Gasping for breath and almost wretching from the pungent stench that filled his nostrils, his muscles relaxed as he sank a little farther into his tight surroundings. “How very peculiar that it has come to this.” Thought the gasping gnome. “It all started with that wondrous idea I had two weeks ago.”In the workshop of Tipnoggin Highhat, in the sprawling metropolis of Indas all is quiet. Mullarby Longnose sits behind a desk in the afternoon heat, minding the store while his boss, the namesake owner, is out enjoying one of his four hour lunches. The dozing gnome is suddenly awakened by the trademark jingle of bells as a customer enters the store. “Hello sir, can I help you?” quips Mullarby almost robotically.“I’m looking for the person responsible for this.” A tan-skinned gentleman holds up a small sign that states:GENIUS TECHNICAL MIND LOOKING TO PROVIDE ENTERPRISING BUSINESS OPPORTUNITIES TO MOTIVATED PARTNERSNO INVENTION TO OUTRAGEOUS, MECHANICAL AND MAGICAL MEANS POSE NO PROBLEM. CONTACT MULLARBY – TIPNOGGIN’S CLOCKS – ARCHER ST.“Can you tell me where to find this Mullarby?” asks the tan-skinned man.“Of course, you see. He is me! I am the genius technical inventor of which you inquire.” Beams the proud gnome.“Then let us step into the back and discuss business.”After accepting the contract to build 50 spheres of darkness and silence for the agreeable fellow from some organization called the “Backalley Knives” or whatever the devil they called themselves, Mullarby set to work in his free time, crafting with care and precision the 50 one-inch spheres, that when cast down and broken, would cast both the darkness and silence spells. Quite an ingenious idea he had come up with, to help these nice gentlemen and their upstart new business. A night time moving service, comes in with the spheres, moves you while you sleep and you sleep right on through the night. What an enterprising business idea! Mullarby wished he had thought of it himself.On the trial run of the devices, all was well. Mullarby cast a sphere down and sure enough at the spot he tossed it, there was created a 10 foot radius of silence and darkness.After the delivery, Mullarby received his payment and settled into his hammock in the store room of his cousin’s store. However, on the trial run of the Backalley knives – all was not well. After casting their spheres down and being hidden in a radius of darkness and silence, the perpetrators suddenly had a harsh epiphany. If they are in the epicenter of a 10’ radius of absolute magical darkness and silence… how in the nine hells are they going to be able to see or hear well enough to rob a house? As the city guard dragged the Backalley knives to the prison, their leader cursed Mullarby’s name and promised revenge, offering a 50,000 gold piece reward to the person who killed the absent-minded artificer.Back in Mullarby’s trash can, a strange blue head erupts from a pile of discarded rotting fruit.“Hello!”(next time: the game gets underway!)</blockquote>

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