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| Grangbok | Oct 30 2005, 07:39 PM Post #1 |
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OOC: I'll be using special holiday items for this, so try not to get too confused! These are the Smicking Stick and Dark Lanthorn, which another goblin has graciously donated without knowing. Moving on! The night was well on it's way, the darkness appearing to creep along the far wall of the house. In fact, if one were to inspect the darkness itself, they might realize that not only was it creeping with purpose, but with the goblin's purpose who happened to be making his way around the house while hiding in the shadows the lanthorn was casting about him. Tonight wasn't about his normal pillaging, for the next day was Dark Lanthorn's eve. He paused briefly in his lurching stealth to plague the fireplace with a thick mold. The mold in turn lead to a patch of mushrooms that covered the entire floor of the room. If one were foolish enough to follow that, they would quickly find everything in the kitchen glued to ceiling, with the possible exception of a watermelon that couldn't seem to stay stuck to the nails he had used to put it on the ceiling fan. He snickered to himself with satisfied glee, maybe this would teach them to put out jack-o-lanterns. Silently he crept along until he finished with the first floor and began to make his way up the stairs, his ill-gotten Smicking Stick in one hand ,the lanthorn raised in the other, and his sack tied around his neck like a stuffed cape. |
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