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[preachyrose]

The days go by so rapidly. Normally, at this time, there would be many preparations taking place, as the holiday approaches. The island would be full of life, of laughing children and happy music. I sense no similar spirit here. Perhaps a little celebration could be of some benefit.

[Private to the Marquis]

I do hope you forgive the private nature

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TROLLING TROLLING.

[painhumbles]

That's 'cause no one's really into lighting people on fire around here... Most of the time.

Everyone loves 'em!

[preachyrose]

Who said anything about lighting fires?

They make the world go round.

[painhumbles]

Did I mix my pagan customs again? I always do that.

Or..stop moving completely...

[preachyrose]

I suppose you did.

AW. BUT THEN ALL HUMAN LIFE WOULD CEASE. AND WHO WOULD THEY TROLL THEN.

[painhumbles]

So what's the actual plan for your celebration? We sing songs, dance around a may pole, and then someone gets shoved off the side of the Barge for kicks?

Each other...?

[preachyrose]

What point would that serve?

TWO TROLLS ENTER. ONE TROLL LEAVES.

[painhumbles]

I dunno. You're the pagan here. I'm just the resident god.

[Oh yeah. We're back to that.]

[preachyrose]

What good is a god if there is no one around who worships him?

[painhumbles]

I worship myself enough for fifty people, lady. I'm good.

[preachyrose]

I do hope you enjoy it, then. The sound of your own chants will hopefully not grow too dull.