Mar 15, 2011 19:03
I do not often request the aid of others, but an ailment afflicts one whom I may call friend. I do not know the source, beyond that a wizard has magic addled his mind.
Therefore I would call upon the aid of a sorcerer in kind. What wicked a spell it was, to cause one to babble nonsensical things like a butterfly, or a gossipy lark.
I have come into the possession of at least one regent - a bag of earth. But I do not know where I am to find things such as "maracas", "torpedoes", "knockers", and "jubblies". Nor do I have the ability to capture the very air in a bag. It is my hope that there may be a sorcerer in this place who knows of these things.
[ After this she pauses. ]
And furthermore, another question if I may. How is it possible for one human to ride another as a pony? For what reason? Surely there are horses enough to go around.
[OOC: I'm not sorry. ]
c: liquid snake,
!: amalthea-unicorn,
c: dr. byron orpheus,
c: hellmaster phibrizzo,
c: nelliel tu odelschwanck