So we return your possessions and you shall guide us to the place of passage and provide the key. That is the deal?
Mulligan puts the words in the head of Mister Witch, still bouncing his watch in his hand. He's a bit wary of giving up the item before the deal is clear...
Barria looks up to Burly and as she does, slips her small hand into his large one and gives it a squeeze. "I will do my best to find Hurly and tell him that you miss him, Mr. Burly. I will."
She then lets go of the big man and looks to Mulligan and G'reg to return the items so they can be on their way. She really didn't want this to turn sour, who knew... maybe she could come back in eight years after all this was over and actually enjoy the carnival!
Mister Witch doesn't quite know how to respond to a voice in his head. He seems to know where it's coming from, so he turns to Mulligan and nods clearly, extending his hand. Perhaps he is trying to say something with his mind at the same time, but Mulligan doesn't hear that.
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How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
"Well then!" Greg straightens up looking proud of himself, he accepts the three bottles and the earring, "communication and a little bit of an edge on any resistance we meet. And if anyone asks we Definitely didn't get given these or shown the way whilst at the WitchLight," he turns and elbows Mr Witch in the knee with a bit of a heavy nudge and a theatrical wink, highly over acting the bit, "and we DEFINITELY weren't sent on our way by the two shadar-kai AT the witch light" Nudge, Wink "because those guys would heave DEFINITELY stopped us, probably with CHAINS! They were SOOOO adamant that we NOT go!" Wink, Nudge, Wink.
The weasel, makes it's way slowly back toward the caravan, it's tiny round ears flat against its head as it stinks closer ready to attack should anyone make any sudden and scary movements.
So we return your possessions and you shall guide us to the place of passage and provide the key. That is the deal?
Mulligan puts the words in the head of Mister Witch, still bouncing his watch in his hand. He's a bit wary of giving up the item before the deal is clear...
Barria looks up to Burly and as she does, slips her small hand into his large one and gives it a squeeze. "I will do my best to find Hurly and tell him that you miss him, Mr. Burly. I will."
She then lets go of the big man and looks to Mulligan and G'reg to return the items so they can be on their way. She really didn't want this to turn sour, who knew... maybe she could come back in eight years after all this was over and actually enjoy the carnival!
Mister Witch doesn't quite know how to respond to a voice in his head. He seems to know where it's coming from, so he turns to Mulligan and nods clearly, extending his hand. Perhaps he is trying to say something with his mind at the same time, but Mulligan doesn't hear that.
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
"Well then!" Greg straightens up looking proud of himself, he accepts the three bottles and the earring, "communication and a little bit of an edge on any resistance we meet. And if anyone asks we Definitely didn't get given these or shown the way whilst at the WitchLight," he turns and elbows Mr Witch in the knee with a bit of a heavy nudge and a theatrical wink, highly over acting the bit, "and we DEFINITELY weren't sent on our way by the two shadar-kai AT the witch light" Nudge, Wink "because those guys would heave DEFINITELY stopped us, probably with CHAINS! They were SOOOO adamant that we NOT go!" Wink, Nudge, Wink.
The weasel, makes it's way slowly back toward the caravan, it's tiny round ears flat against its head as it stinks closer ready to attack should anyone make any sudden and scary movements.