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looks around... sort of slowly steps back... into the shadows.....
and turns quick and is out the back door....
into the shadows and the darkness of the CL underdark.
Hear that J.E. We are on to youOriginally Posted by Josiah VE
Well, J is a CL, he must be in on the scheme and he gave that explanation to trick us!
looks around... sort of slowly steps back... into the shadows.....
and turns quick and is out the back door....
into the shadows and the darkness of the CL underdark.
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Don't let him fool you. Once you're past the second door, the server puts out a whole lot of light and breezes. True, it's a peculiar light and the things that grow there tend towards the unwholesome sort, but it's not terribly dark. Well, except for that one part, but you don't want to know about that...
Hmm... Maybe it was a mistake for me to join The Guild, now that all its dark secrets are surfacing.
Oh you're quite safe Matthew. You just have to remember to stay away from the back door.
And don't go getting curious about it either, because I've heard tell that in the strange light once glimpsed when J was a little slow closing the first door, that there be dragons... and stranger still .....
[Mouse leans in and whispers confidentially]
They do say.... those of 'em as says.... that they even be of the dragon themselves.... converted by some dark magics that lie beyond the doors, and which are woven upon all who enter that place....
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I have analysed the phase data and applied Fourier Transforms to some of it. There appear to be some orthogonal anomalies in the normalised signal-to-noise ratios and I can only suspect that behind that door lies a phase-locked perpendicular modulation domain that is apparently none of our business who those small children working away on those silver and gold compasses belong to. The referrals seem to be a marker to determine who to blame in the event of a random wormhole tearing through the aforementioned domain, bringing myriads and milliards of coconuts whether migrating or carried.
I think.
Hmmm, I think it's cool party somewhere that I haven't been invited to...
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