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"Masks or jester paint, cloaks, pry bars, ropes... maybe an animal. Some rounds of food," Sling tossed ideas. "I think it might work well to pretend to be a pack ...

"Too bad I've only got some pelts to barter with... " Sling mentioned, hooking a thumb at a sack strapped to their back. "There's a treasury around here right?"

"Sounds good, except I'll have to walk with you slowpokes who don't fly," Sling concluded, with a brisk clap of hands. "So who votes for dog and who votes for ...

"I don't think any of us would miss the fun of shopping, Pratik. Are we going to take a wagon? It could be useful to seek out pry bars, drill ...

"True Pratik, I forgot we can't drag a royal son into the humiliation. So it sounds like we're going for the vault after all. I can settle to deface a ...

"I mean you don't want to start an outright war of Mushroom CLOUDS :!: between the King's vassals eh? The King at least will have to be convinced that Strongmeadow ...

Sling(s) drummed his thighs, and began to sway their head for a moment as if hearing foreign music. "The heist will take elements of planning whichever way you slice it. ...

"Raiding the vault sounds unpredictable - only senior members are aware of how it's sealed, and I was quite a ways from esteemed. Unless Callista knows more details in that ...

"Well, I am a personal conundrum here," began Sling, dragging the floats of his cold-sunset hair. "They won't recognize me in any occasion - I'm afraid they WILL ask questions ...

Sling figured the group was a little uprooted by the leftover remains of his human body to immort-tendril nature, but dismissed it for sake of progress. "So are we going ...

"Pardon my entrance as well," We said, glancing at clustered Sa & Camilla. "Please think not of me as a spying weasel. Merely eager to assist in whatever way we ...

"Oh our mistake, but best for each here to know exactly how I arrived in this state," the Awareness apologized, with a slight bow. "We are The Sling. Formerly, Zglojik, ...

Sling(s) squinted at Pratik. "Are you suffering an amnesia spell? I was excommunicated from Strongmeadow after I tried to disclose their dubious activity, and none the rest of them would ...

We Slings twisted at the three dangling knots accentuating our chin. "I wouldn't say Strongmeadow are a lot of stooges, but you have a point, they will act the part ...

A wyvern had been listening from the steepled roof over a nearby window. He vaunted his wings, swung into a 180 tilt and swept into the room, spread talons, bulging ...