The strugel (that is the name of the species) waddles over, spiral eyes wide. "...Have you ever had prepared light? Carved into colors, seasoned with radiation beyond the spectrums that we can recognize, molded into a pinprick of raw power?" He places a handpaw against the stalk of the plant. "This place is beautiful, but that light... it is an overpowering flavor. It doesn't belong here." He looks up at the withered flowers. "It is my duty to prepare it... would you be willing to eat it for me?"
Helianth looks down at the strugel, curious. "...I have not... had such light... before... but I would be... grateful... to have... your creation..."
The chubby, fluffy humanoid hugs the plant. "Thank you. I can tell from your aura that you have a glorious appetite. We will need it to contain that... madness. Now we just need a method of harvesting it. It's stronger than anything I've ever had to hunt before..." He pulls away and puts a paw to his chin. "It's not just light, but fire... what could counter this flame?"
"...Perhaps we... suffocate... the flame..." The flower looks back to the sun, deep in thought. "...or starve it... of fuel..."
"So we'd have to trap it... clever. Fire needs three things: Oxygen, heat, and fuel. We can't remove the heat, and it seems to treat everything around it as fuel... so yeah! You're right, we could suffocate it. Whittle it down until its source can be accessed. But how remains the major issue." He begins writing up a meal plan. "The Void might be able to help. Some sort of gravity trap... but I'd have to actually get one of those... but these are desperate times, such expenses are given, and if I fail it's not like I'll need the gold..." He taps his lip with his pencil, deep in thought.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Finally, the little strugel perks up. "I have an idea. Mx. Sunflower, can you absorb potions?"
There is a long pause. "...I do... not know... I've never tried... never had... a need to..."
He pulls out a blue, bubbling bottle from the white box on his back. "This is a potion of Heroism. I'm going to pour it on your roots." And so he does.
If Helianth can absorb the potion, it gains 10 temporary hit points and the effects of the Bless spell for 1 hour. "All potions are different, but this should be similar enough in nature to what I'm thinking of..."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Finally, the little strugel perks up. "I have an idea. Mx. Sunflower, can you absorb potions?"
There is a long pause. "...I do... not know... I've never tried... never had... a need to..."
He pulls out a blue, bubbling bottle from the white box on his back. "This is a potion of Heroism. I'm going to pour it on your roots." And so he does.
If Helianth can absorb the potion, it gains 10 temporary hit points and the effects of the Bless spell for 1 hour. "All potions are different, but this should be similar enough in nature to what I'm thinking of..."
Helianth siphons all the moisture around its roots until the ground beneath it is cracked and barren. It feels the effects of the potion- albeit for half the duration. Despite being a plant, it doesn't seem to actually absorb liquids well.
"...Thank you..."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Finally, the little strugel perks up. "I have an idea. Mx. Sunflower, can you absorb potions?"
There is a long pause. "...I do... not know... I've never tried... never had... a need to..."
He pulls out a blue, bubbling bottle from the white box on his back. "This is a potion of Heroism. I'm going to pour it on your roots." And so he does.
If Helianth can absorb the potion, it gains 10 temporary hit points and the effects of the Bless spell for 1 hour. "All potions are different, but this should be similar enough in nature to what I'm thinking of..."
Helianth siphons all the moisture around its roots until the ground beneath it is cracked and barren. It feels the effects of the potion- albeit for half the duration. Despite being a plant, it doesn't seem to actually absorb liquids well.
"...Thank you..."
He doesn't realize that the potion is only going to have half its duration (since that will be about half an hour away). "Okay, good! Everything seems in order... well, except that I have to collect some of that fire in order to mix up an immunity potion. But after I mix it, your light-grasping powers should be able to, you know, grasp the source, whatever that is. You could either let me prepare it or eat it raw, but the important part is that it'll be gone and you'll have your meal." He steps a bit away from Helianth's roots and does a little happy jig.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Finally, the little strugel perks up. "I have an idea. Mx. Sunflower, can you absorb potions?"
There is a long pause. "...I do... not know... I've never tried... never had... a need to..."
He pulls out a blue, bubbling bottle from the white box on his back. "This is a potion of Heroism. I'm going to pour it on your roots." And so he does.
If Helianth can absorb the potion, it gains 10 temporary hit points and the effects of the Bless spell for 1 hour. "All potions are different, but this should be similar enough in nature to what I'm thinking of..."
Helianth siphons all the moisture around its roots until the ground beneath it is cracked and barren. It feels the effects of the potion- albeit for half the duration. Despite being a plant, it doesn't seem to actually absorb liquids well.
"...Thank you..."
He doesn't realize that the potion is only going to have half its duration (since that will be about half an hour away). "Okay, good! Everything seems in order... well, except that I have to collect some of that fire in order to mix up an immunity potion. But after I mix it, your light-grasping powers should be able to, you know, grasp the source, whatever that is. You could either let me prepare it or eat it raw, but the important part is that it'll be gone and you'll have your meal." He steps a bit away from Helianth's roots and does a little happy jig.
"...How should... we go... about... collecting the... fire?.." The crooked flower pulls itself from the ground, disrupting the dry earth beneath it.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He doesn't realize that the potion is only going to have half its duration (since that will be about half an hour away). "Okay, good! Everything seems in order... well, except that I have to collect some of that fire in order to mix up an immunity potion. But after I mix it, your light-grasping powers should be able to, you know, grasp the source, whatever that is. You could either let me prepare it or eat it raw, but the important part is that it'll be gone and you'll have your meal." He steps a bit away from Helianth's roots and does a little happy jig.
"...How should... we go... about... collecting the... fire?.." The crooked flower pulls itself from the ground, disrupting the dry earth beneath it.
"It seems I'm going to have to take a few hits and try and catch some. But after that, we'll be hunky dory!"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He doesn't realize that the potion is only going to have half its duration (since that will be about half an hour away). "Okay, good! Everything seems in order... well, except that I have to collect some of that fire in order to mix up an immunity potion. But after I mix it, your light-grasping powers should be able to, you know, grasp the source, whatever that is. You could either let me prepare it or eat it raw, but the important part is that it'll be gone and you'll have your meal." He steps a bit away from Helianth's roots and does a little happy jig.
"...How should... we go... about... collecting the... fire?.." The crooked flower pulls itself from the ground, disrupting the dry earth beneath it.
"It seems I'm going to have to take a few hits and try and catch some. But after that, we'll be hunky dory!"
"...yes,.. 'hunky dory'..." It turns to face where the pillar of flame was. "...They will be... hostile... we must... be careful..."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He doesn't realize that the potion is only going to have half its duration (since that will be about half an hour away). "Okay, good! Everything seems in order... well, except that I have to collect some of that fire in order to mix up an immunity potion. But after I mix it, your light-grasping powers should be able to, you know, grasp the source, whatever that is. You could either let me prepare it or eat it raw, but the important part is that it'll be gone and you'll have your meal." He steps a bit away from Helianth's roots and does a little happy jig.
"...How should... we go... about... collecting the... fire?.." The crooked flower pulls itself from the ground, disrupting the dry earth beneath it.
"It seems I'm going to have to take a few hits and try and catch some. But after that, we'll be hunky dory!"
"...yes,.. 'hunky dory'..." It turns to face where the pillar of flame was. "...They will be... hostile... we must... be careful..."
He turns as well. "I'm not sure I can withstand that heat on my own. The bathhouse has nothing on that." He scratches behind his ear nervously.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He doesn't realize that the potion is only going to have half its duration (since that will be about half an hour away). "Okay, good! Everything seems in order... well, except that I have to collect some of that fire in order to mix up an immunity potion. But after I mix it, your light-grasping powers should be able to, you know, grasp the source, whatever that is. You could either let me prepare it or eat it raw, but the important part is that it'll be gone and you'll have your meal." He steps a bit away from Helianth's roots and does a little happy jig.
"...How should... we go... about... collecting the... fire?.." The crooked flower pulls itself from the ground, disrupting the dry earth beneath it.
"It seems I'm going to have to take a few hits and try and catch some. But after that, we'll be hunky dory!"
"...yes,.. 'hunky dory'..." It turns to face where the pillar of flame was. "...They will be... hostile... we must... be careful..."
He turns as well. "I'm not sure I can withstand that heat on my own. The bathhouse has nothing on that." He scratches behind his ear nervously.
"...They know my goal... and will likely... be hostile... if they see me... but you... I don't believe... they know you..." The mad sunflower pauses, thinking. "...Perhaps... deception... is in order..."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He doesn't realize that the potion is only going to have half its duration (since that will be about half an hour away). "Okay, good! Everything seems in order... well, except that I have to collect some of that fire in order to mix up an immunity potion. But after I mix it, your light-grasping powers should be able to, you know, grasp the source, whatever that is. You could either let me prepare it or eat it raw, but the important part is that it'll be gone and you'll have your meal." He steps a bit away from Helianth's roots and does a little happy jig.
"...How should... we go... about... collecting the... fire?.." The crooked flower pulls itself from the ground, disrupting the dry earth beneath it.
"It seems I'm going to have to take a few hits and try and catch some. But after that, we'll be hunky dory!"
"...yes,.. 'hunky dory'..." It turns to face where the pillar of flame was. "...They will be... hostile... we must... be careful..."
He turns as well. "I'm not sure I can withstand that heat on my own. The bathhouse has nothing on that." He scratches behind his ear nervously.
"...They know my goal... and will likely... be hostile... if they see me... but you... I don't believe... they know you..." The mad sunflower pauses, thinking. "...Perhaps... deception... is in order..."
"That's a great idea, but I don't know what I would say. Maybe that I'm making a potion of vulnerability for the King?" He sighs slightly. "I wish I was as smart as you."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He doesn't realize that the potion is only going to have half its duration (since that will be about half an hour away). "Okay, good! Everything seems in order... well, except that I have to collect some of that fire in order to mix up an immunity potion. But after I mix it, your light-grasping powers should be able to, you know, grasp the source, whatever that is. You could either let me prepare it or eat it raw, but the important part is that it'll be gone and you'll have your meal." He steps a bit away from Helianth's roots and does a little happy jig.
"...How should... we go... about... collecting the... fire?.." The crooked flower pulls itself from the ground, disrupting the dry earth beneath it.
"It seems I'm going to have to take a few hits and try and catch some. But after that, we'll be hunky dory!"
"...yes,.. 'hunky dory'..." It turns to face where the pillar of flame was. "...They will be... hostile... we must... be careful..."
He turns as well. "I'm not sure I can withstand that heat on my own. The bathhouse has nothing on that." He scratches behind his ear nervously.
"...They know my goal... and will likely... be hostile... if they see me... but you... I don't believe... they know you..." The mad sunflower pauses, thinking. "...Perhaps... deception... is in order..."
"That's a great idea, but I don't know what I would say. Maybe that I'm making a potion of vulnerability for the King?" He sighs slightly. "I wish I was as smart as you."
"...I've just... been around for... a long time... and used... a lot... of tricks... in that time..." The colossal withered husk bends down to roughly eye-level with the little strugel. "We'll devour... the light... together..."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"That's a great idea, but I don't know what I would say. Maybe that I'm making a potion of vulnerability for the King?" He sighs slightly. "I wish I was as smart as you."
"...I've just... been around for... a long time... and used... a lot... of tricks... in that time..." The colossal withered husk bends down to roughly eye-level with the little strugel. "We'll devour... the light... together..."
He smiles with a mix of excitement and pride. "Thank you for your generosity, friend. I should introduce myself. I am Felix. Felix Ambersmoke. I will be your chef for the time being." He bows.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Cut for EJODM* Out of the ghoul gate steps the oversized figure of a Son of Amina. Somehow, he is able to squeeze a twelve foot tall frame out of the tombstone door. Two ginormous eyes of cold, yellow light shine out of his face. He is dressed in a loose tunic that used to be white but has been stained with yellow mold. Brown canvas pants clad his bow legged legs and dangling from his huge ears are a fork and a knife, hanging as earrings.
“Amina does not take kindly to attacks on her family.”
"Amina can not take kindly all she likes, scum." Fahkar raises his blade, the dawn light spilling over the Son and the Ghouls, the latter of which are paralyzed. A soft, feminine voice seems to emanate from the blade. "Fight and suffer a terrible fate. Surrender yourself and you will die quickly. I recommend the second option."
"I have nothing to surrender. Nothing at all. A fright must fight!" The fork and knife hanging from his ears swing wildly as he lunges forward. His long, muscular arms swing wide and his grubby fingers ball into stone fists that leave craters in the earth when he slams them to the ground.
"Suit yourself..." The blade mutters. Fahkar grimaces under his deep hood, Muttering something. Suddenly, a long rope, glowing orange, seems to jump from his hand, darting forward to wrap around the monster's neck. DEX save please.
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He cries out as he sees the rope fly at his neck, “Be this necklace or noose, I say no thank you!”
He manages to avoid it. Fahkar curses, Then throws a tightly packed ball of metal bands at the creature. It unfurls as it goes through the air.
To hit: 22 if that hits then the Son is restrained. You can make a STR check to attempt to break out.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
*Cut for EJODM* Out of the ghoul gate steps the oversized figure of a Son of Amina. Somehow, he is able to squeeze a twelve foot tall frame out of the tombstone door. Two ginormous eyes of cold, yellow light shine out of his face. He is dressed in a loose tunic that used to be white but has been stained with yellow mold. Brown canvas pants clad his bow legged legs and dangling from his huge ears are a fork and a knife, hanging as earrings.
“Amina does not take kindly to attacks on her family.”
"Amina can not take kindly all she likes, scum." Fahkar raises his blade, the dawn light spilling over the Son and the Ghouls, the latter of which are paralyzed. A soft, feminine voice seems to emanate from the blade. "Fight and suffer a terrible fate. Surrender yourself and you will die quickly. I recommend the second option."
"I have nothing to surrender. Nothing at all. A fright must fight!" The fork and knife hanging from his ears swing wildly as he lunges forward. His long, muscular arms swing wide and his grubby fingers ball into stone fists that leave craters in the earth when he slams them to the ground.
"Suit yourself..." The blade mutters. Fahkar grimaces under his deep hood, Muttering something. Suddenly, a long rope, glowing orange, seems to jump from his hand, darting forward to wrap around the monster's neck. DEX save please.
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He cries out as he sees the rope fly at his neck, “Be this necklace or noose, I say no thank you!”
He manages to avoid it. Fahkar curses, Then throws a tightly packed ball of metal bands at the creature. It unfurls as it goes through the air.
To hit: 22 if that hits then the Son is restrained. You can make a STR check to attempt to break out.
The metal bands wrap tight around the ghoul’s body. It thrashes about as much as it can in its restraint muttering, “Warmest embrace I’ve ever been given.”
He smiles, “You’d be surprised by how many people are just as confused as you. I very much like your game.”
"Oh goody thank you! I greatly enjoy being able to provide the rule followers with my apples. I hope it's alright if my fellow Barrels and I stay here, in your land? It fits our wants and needs very nicely. We can even attend any royal parties you have, and things of that manner, since we can provide fun and food."
"Of course you may. You'll fit in perfectly. You may set your barrels up just about anywhere you like. How many of your kind are there?"
He frowns slightly in thought. "Actually, I'm unaware. Anywhere between 5 and 15, I'd say!"
"Well, they are welcome in my domain." He thought seems to occur to him. "...Bobbing... for apples... You say you are in need of a name?"
"You know it!" He says, an unaware look on his face with highlights of curiosity.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
"So we'd have to trap it... clever. Fire needs three things: Oxygen, heat, and fuel. We can't remove the heat, and it seems to treat everything around it as fuel... so yeah! You're right, we could suffocate it. Whittle it down until its source can be accessed. But how remains the major issue." He begins writing up a meal plan. "The Void might be able to help. Some sort of gravity trap... but I'd have to actually get one of those... but these are desperate times, such expenses are given, and if I fail it's not like I'll need the gold..." He taps his lip with his pencil, deep in thought.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Finally, the little strugel perks up. "I have an idea. Mx. Sunflower, can you absorb potions?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
There is a long pause. "...I do... not know... I've never tried... never had... a need to..."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He pulls out a blue, bubbling bottle from the white box on his back. "This is a potion of Heroism. I'm going to pour it on your roots." And so he does.
If Helianth can absorb the potion, it gains 10 temporary hit points and the effects of the Bless spell for 1 hour. "All potions are different, but this should be similar enough in nature to what I'm thinking of..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Helianth siphons all the moisture around its roots until the ground beneath it is cracked and barren. It feels the effects of the potion- albeit for half the duration. Despite being a plant, it doesn't seem to actually absorb liquids well.
"...Thank you..."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He doesn't realize that the potion is only going to have half its duration (since that will be about half an hour away). "Okay, good! Everything seems in order... well, except that I have to collect some of that fire in order to mix up an immunity potion. But after I mix it, your light-grasping powers should be able to, you know, grasp the source, whatever that is. You could either let me prepare it or eat it raw, but the important part is that it'll be gone and you'll have your meal." He steps a bit away from Helianth's roots and does a little happy jig.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"...How should... we go... about... collecting the... fire?.." The crooked flower pulls itself from the ground, disrupting the dry earth beneath it.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"It seems I'm going to have to take a few hits and try and catch some. But after that, we'll be hunky dory!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"...yes,.. 'hunky dory'..." It turns to face where the pillar of flame was. "...They will be... hostile... we must... be careful..."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He turns as well. "I'm not sure I can withstand that heat on my own. The bathhouse has nothing on that." He scratches behind his ear nervously.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"...They know my goal... and will likely... be hostile... if they see me... but you... I don't believe... they know you..." The mad sunflower pauses, thinking. "...Perhaps... deception... is in order..."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"That's a great idea, but I don't know what I would say. Maybe that I'm making a potion of vulnerability for the King?" He sighs slightly. "I wish I was as smart as you."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"...I've just... been around for... a long time... and used... a lot... of tricks... in that time..." The colossal withered husk bends down to roughly eye-level with the little strugel. "We'll devour... the light... together..."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He smiles with a mix of excitement and pride. "Thank you for your generosity, friend. I should introduce myself. I am Felix. Felix Ambersmoke. I will be your chef for the time being." He bows.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He manages to avoid it. Fahkar curses, Then throws a tightly packed ball of metal bands at the creature. It unfurls as it goes through the air.
To hit: 22 if that hits then the Son is restrained. You can make a STR check to attempt to break out.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
“Really? You’re the deliverer then? Who does craft these marvels?”
The metal bands wrap tight around the ghoul’s body. It thrashes about as much as it can in its restraint muttering, “Warmest embrace I’ve ever been given.”
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"My twin brother...." The shadow says after a few moment.
Helianth is lurking in the hills around the Keep of Painted Leaves, taking in sunlight.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"You know it!" He says, an unaware look on his face with highlights of curiosity.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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