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[morethanprops]

Moist is feeling quite good, the job with Urquhart was very successful.

So he's by the fire with a terribly sugary pastry and a nice glass of MacAbres' as he reads The Ankh-Morkpork Times, the oddly shaped vegetables are always good for a laugh.

Tiny tag with an assumed name: Moist von Lipwig

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[scots_wolf]

Nearby, there's a seven foot monster (including horns). It's got skin like cooling lava, and aforementioned horns are ginormous.

It doesn't smile, because you can't, with a crusty face like that.

[morethanprops]

Moist looks up from the paper and almost drops his drink, "Hello?"

[scots_wolf]

The monster looks at him, unsmiling, and bows his head, which looks spectacular, with those horns.

[morethanprops]

"Can I help you?"

It seems like the monster wants something from him, which is worrying.