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An imp snoozes in his dubious lair in the dubious city of Lurin. No doubt dubiously snoring and mumbling in his sleep “Na samurai knight sword thing won’t catch me me. Mimimimi…”

“Flesh thing.” The imp in his sweater perched nearby answered as he chewed on an old boot with many shallow bite marks on it

“But me lives resides in their walls walls.” A Imp said as he chewed on an old boot

“Blah blah blah.” A annoyed voice says as its black claws dragged along the side of a tree “EYEBLEEZ STAY STAY BEST WIN!” It would triumphantly let a gout of smoke and ash exits it’s mouth and ears

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“Waaaait a second. I thought they divorced!” A musin murmured as he read along

A gray skinned, sweater wearing infernally tainted monster of non-epic proportions pointed as a certain line in the missive and laughed as he then pointed at Gashodokuro after the lich had dropped his sick bars “Daal Daal is not necrotic beast animal. Daal’s bones are better better yes!”

[!] Scattered across the land of Aveos littering roads, towns, desolate forests and slipped in barrels was a missive. Almost immediately the reader could tell was nothing good unless they were of a certain mindset THE EVIL MINDSET TO MY HATE NO LIKERS! HELLO MY FRIEND THAT ISNT MY FRIEND IT IS DAAL THE GREAT GREAT! IF YOU ARE READING THIS I KNOW YOU FOUND THIS PAPER THING THAT I HAD MY FLESH THING WRITE. NO IDEA WHAT HE IS HE HAS FUNNY EARS THOUGH. BUT BACK ON TOPIC THING IDEA. MY PLAN PLOT IS ALMOST DONE. YOUR LAND WILL BE ENGULFED IN MY FIRES AND YOU WILL BE MY FOOTSTOOL AS I SIT ON MY THRONE. IF YOU DONT LIKE WANT IT, THEN COME FIND ME AND TELL ME. WE CAN SEE IF ME WANTS TO GRANT GIVE MERCY. THIS IS YOUR WARNING NOT GOOD SIGN FLESH THINGS. DAAL IS TAKING THIS LAND. NEHAHAHAHA! <- yes he did ask me to write his laughter -With hate, Daal Editor’s note: My ears aren’t that weird. Please help me this thing has had me captive for two days now PLEASE HELP ME!

chewing on a mouthful of sand before emptying it back onto the shore sat a gray skinned demonic beast clad in his red sweater. He picked his ear and looked at the earwax as he prepared for war. His evil gang would not fall so easy on his watch.

Best of luck

Pebbles it was really nice rping and just speaking with you in general. All the best wishes cookie lady! We will miss you

We can use magics though. Bardmancy, house magery, Kani, and heralds of azdromoth to name what I know

“This guy gets it!” Spuds said with a chortle as he continued his reading

A musin in Nor’asath looked at his empty cookie bag the woman had give him years ago as he took a deep whiff of it, the scent of the lavender still there as he gave a sad look at it as he read the note on it again “It may have only been one meeting but by the spirits was it a good one, Miss El.” He spoke to the empty bag solemnly

“How do they know it is the only entrance I wonder?” Ponders a mouse man

“The box and schemes were never enough.” A small being sneered

A gray Imp in his blood soaked sweater cackled as he swung from the bottom of a cage in the dark cavern he called a base with his prince “YES YES DAAL DID MUCH GOOD YES! VEGETABLE WITH SCALES STINKY SMELL, EYEBLEEDZ WIN NOT LOSE!” He shrieks out in his obnoxious voice

“Whatcas?” A musin asked to himself in confusion

This is a brilliant idea! Really interesting

Thanks G. Question two that I probably missed. Can that dark alchemy potion be used by them to restore their humanity and looks for the day?

I’m not sure if I missed it but can the heart be ripped out as a necromantic ingredient? The heart of a ghoul for it’s ever growing tumors or does this ghoul not contain such?

The hero we all needed