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<blockquote data-quote="KenHood" data-source="post: 4980418" data-attributes="member: 4413">Swillwort purses his lips. &quot;Pity.&quot;&nbsp;&quot;Yes! Let's!&quot; says Swillwort, all but clapping his hands and laughing like a giddy schoolgirl.The elderly enchanter grabs Drivan by the arm and hauls him up the stairs to his study. The room is in a state of unpacking, with clutter everywhere. From a nearby room, through a closed door, wafts the sounds of a brass band playing a vigorous, thumping accompaniment to a man singing (actually screaming), &quot;I feel good! I knew that I would now! OWWWW! I feeeEEEEEeeeel guh-oooood! I kneeeewww-ew-ew-uh that I whoa-ould NOW!&quot;Swillwort gives a worried look at the door, then sighs and roots through a crate, retrieving an odd looking trinket, about the size of a human palm, made entirely from brass. It is shaped like a triangle with elongate tips ending in spheres. Swillwort chuckles as he shows it to Drivan.&quot;Now, hold out the Wand and your staff.&quot;As Drivan complies, Swillwort touches the device to each item in turn. The trinket makes a bell-like tone. Swillwort makes an expansive gesture. &quot;There you go.&quot;&nbsp;[sblock=Staff of Light]Whoa.That would make short work of the Legion of Bone.[/sblock][sblock=Other Adventures]I had plans to continue on with y'all. Though y'all wanted to fight the Badgermen and Migtroth after this...[/sblock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="KenHood, post: 4980418, member: 4413"] Swillwort purses his lips. [COLOR="DimGray"]"Pity."[/COLOR] [COLOR="dimgray"]"Yes! Let's!"[/COLOR] says Swillwort, all but clapping his hands and laughing like a giddy schoolgirl. The elderly enchanter grabs Drivan by the arm and hauls him up the stairs to his study. The room is in a state of unpacking, with clutter everywhere. From a nearby room, through a closed door, wafts the sounds of a brass band playing a vigorous, thumping accompaniment to a man singing (actually screaming), "[COLOR="SandyBrown"]I feel good! I knew that I would now! OWWWW! I feeeEEEEEeeeel guh-oooood! I kneeeewww-ew-ew-uh that I whoa-ould NOW!"[/COLOR] Swillwort gives a worried look at the door, then sighs and roots through a crate, retrieving an odd looking trinket, about the size of a human palm, made entirely from brass. It is shaped like a triangle with elongate tips ending in spheres. Swillwort chuckles as he shows it to Drivan. [COLOR="DimGray"]"Now, hold out the Wand and your staff."[/COLOR] As Drivan complies, Swillwort touches the device to each item in turn. The trinket makes a bell-like tone. Swillwort makes an expansive gesture. [COLOR="dimgray"]"There you go."[/COLOR] [sblock=Staff of Light]Whoa. That would make short work of the Legion of Bone.[/sblock] [sblock=Other Adventures]I had plans to continue on with y'all. Though y'all wanted to fight the Badgermen and Migtroth after this...[/sblock] [/QUOTE]

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