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<blockquote data-quote="KenHood" data-source="post: 4990284" data-attributes="member: 4413">Swillwort chuckles and puts up the Cudgel of Analysis, joining Finnian on first storey.&quot;I need to get back to your friend, Vaunea, so please excuse me.&quot;When Finnian tries to follow, Swillwort gestures for him to stay. &quot;She's in the middle of an arcane ritual. I'm afraid your presence would disrupt the spell. If you wish, you can wait here, in the living room. Drivan left for the library a while ago. I'm not sure where Emral has gone.&quot;Vaunea hears Swillwort's cane tapping in the hall. She also hears him laughing softly to himself. &quot;Cudgel of Analysis. Hee-hee!&quot;The door opens. He puts a finger over his lips and motions for her to remain silent. The enchanter sits in a plush chair and reads a book.A distant bell chimes. The copper bowl and its contents turn into liquid, splashing down onto Vaunea's body. Her scale armor acquires a dark metallic sheen, like that of hematite.&quot;Well, then, that's over, so I...&quot;Swillwort looks bemused. &quot;...guess we'll wait a little longer.&quot;&quot;Annie!&quot; shouts Swillwort, &quot;Bring me a hickory axe handle!&quot;The maid complies. Swillwort brandishes the heavy club and smashes Vaunea with all his strength.And he is surprisingly strong for a recently recovered invalid suffering from muscular atrophy.But Vaunea's armor seems more than sufficient to the task.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="KenHood, post: 4990284, member: 4413"] Swillwort chuckles and puts up the Cudgel of Analysis, joining Finnian on first storey. [COLOR="dimgray"]"I need to get back to your friend, Vaunea, so please excuse me."[/COLOR] When Finnian tries to follow, Swillwort gestures for him to stay. [COLOR="DimGray"]"She's in the middle of an arcane ritual. I'm afraid your presence would disrupt the spell. If you wish, you can wait here, in the living room. Drivan left for the library a while ago. I'm not sure where Emral has gone."[/COLOR] Vaunea hears Swillwort's cane tapping in the hall. She also hears him laughing softly to himself. [COLOR="dimgray"]"Cudgel of Analysis. Hee-hee!"[/COLOR] The door opens. He puts a finger over his lips and motions for her to remain silent. The enchanter sits in a plush chair and reads a book. A distant bell chimes. The copper bowl and its contents turn into liquid, splashing down onto Vaunea's body. Her scale armor acquires a dark metallic sheen, like that of hematite. [COLOR="DimGray"]"Well, then, that's over, so I..."[/COLOR] Swillwort looks bemused. [COLOR="dimgray"]"...guess we'll wait a little longer."[/COLOR] [COLOR="DimGray"]"Annie!" [/COLOR]shouts Swillwort, [COLOR="dimgray"]"Bring me a hickory axe handle!"[/COLOR] The maid complies. Swillwort brandishes the heavy club and smashes Vaunea with all his strength. And he is surprisingly strong for a recently recovered invalid suffering from muscular atrophy. But Vaunea's armor seems more than sufficient to the task. [/QUOTE]

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