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Trilgat starts pacing around.
"So what you're saying is that we could torture you and kill you, but it won't mean anything to them besides the fact that their toy was stepped on? Boy, doesn't that heirarchy make you proud? How does it feel to be more worthless than a rock?"
"So what you're saying is that we could torture you and kill you, but it won't mean anything to them besides the fact that their toy was stepped on? Boy, doesn't that heirarchy make you proud? How does it feel to be more worthless than a rock?"
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The traveler's eyes narrow. "Watch your tongue, runt. You'll be screaming just as loudly when your friends and neighbors are being burned alive."
"I meant," said Iplsore bitterly, "what is there in this world that makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
"CATS," he said eventually, "CATS ARE NICE."
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Death thought about it.
"CATS," he said eventually, "CATS ARE NICE."
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A variety of expressions flash over the traveler's scarred face. Finally, it goes slack except for one twitching eye-brow. He says, in a strained voice, "I feel fairly certain I explained the system to you. I check in each week and report the progress. A week goes by and I don't check in, they send out shock troops and raze this worth-less little hamlet. The device is just as worth-less with-out me as I am with-out it; it just doesn't have to deal with being punished. If. You. Have. It. P-... Please give it back."
"I meant," said Iplsore bitterly, "what is there in this world that makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
"CATS," he said eventually, "CATS ARE NICE."
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Death thought about it.
"CATS," he said eventually, "CATS ARE NICE."
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The traveler noticeably relaxes. "I'm moving towards the druid now; if you'd be so good as to not cut my head off."
The traveler walks towards the druid's body, Grey Fox trailing him closely. The traveler crouches down. "He's still breathing." He picks up his hand. "Normal pulse." He lifts Druid's eye-lids.
"For gods' sakes! He's just unconscious! He said it was an old spell; it just wore him out casting it! A Cure Minor Wounds, or just some time, and he'll be back on his feet. If you still want me to work on the potions, it's no skin off my bones, but I don't see much point."
The traveler walks towards the druid's body, Grey Fox trailing him closely. The traveler crouches down. "He's still breathing." He picks up his hand. "Normal pulse." He lifts Druid's eye-lids.
"For gods' sakes! He's just unconscious! He said it was an old spell; it just wore him out casting it! A Cure Minor Wounds, or just some time, and he'll be back on his feet. If you still want me to work on the potions, it's no skin off my bones, but I don't see much point."
"I meant," said Iplsore bitterly, "what is there in this world that makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
"CATS," he said eventually, "CATS ARE NICE."
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Death thought about it.
"CATS," he said eventually, "CATS ARE NICE."
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The traveler moves towards the pack, and mutters some-thing on the way. All any-one hears is "...ran...lobs...ron...".
He gets to the bag and unloads it; he thinks for a moment and organizes the jars by color. He starts talking to himself, and moving the bottles around.
Eventually, he has the bottles arranged to his satisfaction, and starts tasting, smelling, and observing the viscosity of the potions. After a few minutes of work, the bottles have been re-arranged again, and he pulls a piece of paper and a lead pencil from the bottom of the bag. He licks the pencil and begins writing. Soon, he rolls up the parchment and stands up; he walks over to Jack and hands it to him.
He gets to the bag and unloads it; he thinks for a moment and organizes the jars by color. He starts talking to himself, and moving the bottles around.
Eventually, he has the bottles arranged to his satisfaction, and starts tasting, smelling, and observing the viscosity of the potions. After a few minutes of work, the bottles have been re-arranged again, and he pulls a piece of paper and a lead pencil from the bottom of the bag. He licks the pencil and begins writing. Soon, he rolls up the parchment and stands up; he walks over to Jack and hands it to him.
"I meant," said Iplsore bitterly, "what is there in this world that makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
"CATS," he said eventually, "CATS ARE NICE."
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Death thought about it.
"CATS," he said eventually, "CATS ARE NICE."
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"One delay poison, one barkskin, one bear's endurance, one blur, four cure light wounds, one cure serious wounds, two endure elements, one oil of greater magic weapon, one hide from animals, one oil of levitation, one potion of levitation, one magic fang, one neutralize poison, one nondetection, one pass without trace, two protection from arrows, one remove curse, one remove fear, one resist fire, one shield of faith, and two spider climbs."
"And I've labeled the corks, so no-one can confuse one for another. There's only room for initials, of course, but it's pretty self-explanatory."
"And I've labeled the corks, so no-one can confuse one for another. There's only room for initials, of course, but it's pretty self-explanatory."
"I meant," said Iplsore bitterly, "what is there in this world that makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
"CATS," he said eventually, "CATS ARE NICE."
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Death thought about it.
"CATS," he said eventually, "CATS ARE NICE."
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