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As Fili begins dozing off, patrol duty at the throne room as usual, light dawns. He walks right in to the center of the Lords council meeting like a badass. Suddenly he shouts. "Me haves an idear!" He throws down a large piece of parchment to the floor, and takes out a lump of coal, and begins to sketch out a brilliant plan. "Furst, weh need da people who make magic water. De hmm.... erm.. ALCHERMILISTS!" Aye, t'ats what dey am! Dey will make vereh moch exploding water. Da alchermininstreetist foire water. Aye? Good plan? T'ats not all!" He begins to sketch, what appears to be a poorly drawn trebuchet. "Den weh get ginormous trebuchet! Un beggir dan urk uns!" Draws a large ball. He the draws little waves inside of it, to indicate it is filled with liquid. "Den smit's make giant metal ball. We den fill et wit' magic fire." Fili then draws another trebuchet, and the ball loaded into it "We load fire ball into trebuchet. Den we roll it to da north, er where ever else weh wan'. Den weh foire da treb, an' make evil spookmen, er 'umans go boom!" smiles wrily and walks back to his legion duty, leaving the stunned lords, and king to marvel over his master plan "Ahrm so guud at meh job" he mutters to himself

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*stares blankly at Fili and mutters

'why didn't ah dink ov dat?'

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*Aldal Ireheart, who is standing guard in the throne room, overhears and mutters to himself*

 

"They all guh mad with power 'ventualleh..."

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Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.

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