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AA: My superior sources of intelligence have alerted me to thy recent ascent to the quiet kingdom bathed in the wine of She Who Looks Aside, Our Weaver Of Tendrils.

GC: oh really...?

GC: your "sources" told you this?

AA: Yes.

AA: My sources.

GC: and would this source happen to be a certain disgusting backstabbing seafoam sucking pervert?

AA: A nymph never tells her secrets.

GC: just everyone else's...

GC: i really can't with the two of you today.

GC: oh that must be why he's going by "dagger"...

GC: let me go tell her that.

AA: Thou wilst go nowhere.

GC: i don't think "wilst" is a word...

AA: Whatever.

GC: whatever yourself larper.

AA: Oh, boo! Just forgive us for the night!

AA: As I forgave thee!

AA: (Notice how I continue to be patient and accept thy detestable curses on me with humility and grace? You contemptible whelp?)

AA: So please forgive us.

AA: Hm, or just me.

AA: Continue hating that degeneratress until the sun blows up for all I care.

AA: Actually that isn't true, I do care.

AA: Forgive her at once.

GC: fuck no.

AA: Well, I tried.

GC: anyway you're asking about the purple place?

AA: So it truly is purple?

AA: Heh, of course I've read the accounts from the vexpeditionists of the past but with how untrustworthy T.W.A.T.T.S. have been these past few turns...

AA: It's sometimes hard to believe what I've read on those lines.

GC: i feel that...

AA: So surely thee indulged in the gift of flight that place grants, yes?

GC: yeah.

AA: I still remember my first flight.

AA: Oh Ly'lac, one day soon the three of us will fly together and chase the stars away.

GC: heh...

AA: Ah yes, wondrous...

AA: How wondrous! Isn't it wondrous?

GC: yeah it was alright i guess.

AA: ...

AA: "I guess" ?

GC: if i'm being honest it's basically just swimming but dry which yeah is kind of weird but you get over the novelty after like a minute and after talking to cc about it i guess it's just like um...

AA: Okay.

AA: Stop talking.

GC: .

AA: Didst thou speak with the Folx of Eld?

GC: ... can i talk or not?

AA: When I see you I'm going to hit you.

GC: ok sorry, i didn't really "speak" with them.

GC: but they damn sure started talking...

AA: What knowledge did they pass to thee?

GC: nothing that crazy tbh.

AA: ... Specifically?

GC: this and that...

AA: Pissing me thee fuck off right now.

GC: ha ha ha sorry it's honestly hard to remember.

GC: it was about a boat or something...

GC: we gotta do something about a boat.

GC: i think...

AA: ... Okay.

AA: I'll reflect on this and share my findings later.

GC: wait wait wait i almost forgot there was one more thing.

AA: Oh?

GC: yeah they made it sound like it was less of a priority but still important, but it was also for you specifically...

AA: Me?

AA: They wanted to talk to me?

GC: yeah i guess so.

AA: Zounds, that's... I can't believe they actually wanted to talk to me.

AA: Have my efforts finally been acknowledged?

AA: Ba ha! I'm becoming flush with emotion!

AA: What was it? What did they have to say?

GC: they said...

AA: ???

GC: they... said... ... ...

AA: Do not drag this shit out.

GC: they said to tell you to "be nice to her."

GC: whatever that means...

AA: What?

AA: Oh.

GC: i'm assuming it's about you know who?

AA: Ugh...

AA: Yes, most likely.

AA: Well, I thank thee for that.

GC: that's all...?

AA: ... Yes? Was there more?

GC: there wasn't.

GC: i guess i just thought you'd be more upset to hear that...

GC: i don't even know why.

GC: i just thought you'd flip out harder than that...

AA: Bahaha!

AA: Now Ly'lac, why would a task so easily ignored be a cause for any such flippage?

GC: ...

AA: Those little eggs of silence will convince me of nothing so keep them to thyself, lest I gobble them up.

GC: please don't eat my eggs ma'am.

AA: Then thee'd best behave.

AA: Anyway, enough about that.

AA: What's new with me is that I am now a fugitive in mine own home.

AA: So that's happening.

GC: wow what the hell?

AA: Ha ha yes, it's quite horrid.

GC: i thought you were just grounded...

AA: Quite the opposite, ironically.

AA: I'm lurking in the belfry currently biding my time before I can make a run back to my reclusehollow.

GC: your sororal shenanigans are always so funnily crazy.

AA: Well, I'm glad my suffering can bring you comfort.

GC: have i ever told you your life is like an episode of "the shroud family"...

AA: Yes.

GC: you are kind of like peonia.

GC: hm actually no more like one of the twins...

GC: or both of them as one character.

AA: I don't think I share any traits with any of those characters other than living amongst my sisters.

GC: actually maybe you guys are more like "the angry bereavers", a great scrawlcel we should watch btw...

AA: Not really the time for that, Ly'lac.

GC: could "i am greasel" possibly be a good comparison?

AA: I have seen that and if thine implication is what I believe thee to imply that is extremely disrespectful.

GC: wayneheads?

AA: Just listing shit off.

AA: How is that even relevant to my life at all?

AA: If "Pinky and The Upper Organon" is sent next I am going to scream.

AA: I can see thee typing.

AA: I am going to scream so loud if that is being typed out right now.

AA: I am going to blow my cover.

AA: And I am going to be torn asunder by the fury of a league of embittered oversensitive embalmaturgists.

AA: And the fault will lie entirely on thee.

AA: And still thou type??

AA: Speak!

GC: i was just gonna say nymphomaniacs was kino...

AA: Ly'lac.

GC: my bad.

AA: The most inane part of all this is that I'm actually going to agree with thee on that.

AA: That one was good.

GC: :)

AA: Well, regardless!

GC: so what's got them so worked up?

AA: I may have resorted to less than scrupulous methods as pertains to the acquisition of thy morphday present.

GC: you stole it.

AA: I reappropriated it.

AA: For thee, I must emphasize!

GC: aw, well thanks for becoming a fugitive for me...

GC: i'm outside, i'll go get it right now.

AA: Splendid.

GC: also you gotta teach me that anti-piracy hex you use...

GC: it's been fucking these old biddies up.

AA: If someone else got their claws on that package before it made its way to thee I'd...

AA: Ha, well, let's say I'd be quite cross.

GC: i shudder to think...

AA: Yes.

AA: Shudder.

AA: Well, friend... thou must realize thee'd need an external conduit to even attempt such deliriously sicknasty majyycks?

GC: oh yeah.

GC: i keep meaning to make an order for a new wand...

AA: Allow me a knowing smirk if thou would.

GC: consider it allowed.

GC: so what'd you get me this year?

AA: Oh Ly'lac, that'd be telling.

GC: that is why i am asking...

AA: I left a simple glyph explaining (and summarizing) the terms and conditions of my gift.

GC: a whole instruction manual?

GC: what am i getting myself into...

AA: Thou wouldst have known already if thee put an end to this PUTTERING. NOW GO.