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title: hemogoblin
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created: Sat, 22 Oct 2022 15:10:54 -0600
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updated: Sat, 22 Oct 2022 15:10:54 -0600
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public: yes
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<dt>Hemogoblin</dt>
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: A little bloody goblinoid, flayed of its flesh and getting blood absolutely EVERYWHERE. Oh god, don't let it touch that! Ew.
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: Sole manufacturers of an extremely high quality synthetic blood, and thus pretty much single-handedly support the "vegetarian" vampire community.
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<h2 id="about">About</h2>
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<p>Total length: 20238 words / 86 minutes</p>
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<p>Total length: 20271 words / 86 minutes</p>
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<p>This is a game that me and the kids in the basement are playing over
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<p>This is a game that me and the kids in the basement are playing over
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email.</p>
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email.</p>
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<p><a
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<dt>Hemogoblin</dt>
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<dd>
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A little bloody goblinoid, flayed of its flesh and getting blood
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absolutely EVERYWHERE. Oh god, don’t let it touch that! Ew.
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</dd>
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<dd>
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Sole manufacturers of an extremely high quality synthetic blood, and
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thus pretty much single-handedly support the “vegetarian” vampire
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community.
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</dd>
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<details>
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<img src="hemogoblin.png" alt="hemogoblin" />
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<figcaption aria-hidden="true">hemogoblin</figcaption>
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</details>
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<dt>Kobit</dt>
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<dt>Kobit</dt>
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Subterranean scaly ratdog creatures. Big luminous eyes, long droopy
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Subterranean scaly ratdog creatures. Big luminous eyes, long droopy
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<title>BASEMENT QWEST</title>
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<title>BASEMENT QWEST</title>
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<link>https://tilde.town/~dozens/quest/rss.xml</link>
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<link>https://tilde.town/~dozens/quest/rss.xml</link>
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<description>Friends having ADVENTURES! Huzzah!</description>
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<description>Friends having ADVENTURES! Huzzah!</description>
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<title>24</title>
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<author>dozens@tilde.team (dozens)</author>
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<pubDate>Sat, 22 Oct 2022 13:43:40 -0600</pubDate>
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<h3 id="00024">00024</h3>
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<blockquote>
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<p><strong>Corraidhin</strong><br />
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Well I’ll be! You can turn yourself into a dagger. And I did
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say we could stab blavin if you could do that, it’s much more
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stealthy this way. But let me posit this, is the act of
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stabbing a hobbit unprovoked not itself evil? Or perhaps more
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convincingly, would it not be better to use the hobbit for
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whatever information he has so as to lead to this mysterious
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benefactor, who most assuredly must be evil.</p>
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<p>Someone who would send out myriads of teams to pillage and
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plunder cultural artifacts is truly evil, that must be our
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target.</p>
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<p>Now this isn’t to say that we won’t stab him. I’m convinced
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that’s probably a good idea in the long run, but we know
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nothing of the true evil that motivates him! We would kill him
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just to lose track of the true evil we must smite!</p>
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<p><strong>Y’aml</strong><br />
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But YOU said if I could turn into a dagger we could STAB him.
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HE’S EVIL. YOU said so! Not keeping your promises IS one step
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away from PURE evil! Make a choice Hardy Bear! Stab the evil
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hobbit, or stab the inkling, or stab SOMETHING evil this
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minute!</p>
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<p><strong>Corraidhin</strong><br />
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I most certainly cannot abide with stabbing Inky, it’s
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entirely off the table. And in a city like this there aren’t
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any evil things that just jump out for the stabbing.</p>
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<p>(Corraidhin tries to silently control Y’aml during the
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discussion. However in so doing the party has fallen silent,
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aghast even)</p>
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<p>Corraidhin stands, Y’aml held in hand, red gem eye gleaming
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a wicked joyful grin as it’s raised high, poised to strike.
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The party around him is silent, and Blavin stares up in shock.
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The tavern around them has died down and you can hear the
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bustle of the proprietor calling for his strong men to deal
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with this ruckus.</p>
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</blockquote>
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<p>The table—and all of Lucy’s Basement within earshot—sits in
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tense, uneasy quiet at Corraidhin’s one-sided conversation
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with the Sword of Yam’L. Blavin giggles nervously and sips his
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martini, willfully forcing himself right up to the very last
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moment to believe that it is all some sort of jest.</p>
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<p>But then the sysorcerer stands and raises the blood crazed
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dagger over his shoulder, and Blavin squeals and writhes in
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his chair. Lucy’s bouncers scramble forward from the corners
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of the room to intercept.</p>
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<blockquote>
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<p><strong>Y’aml</strong><br />
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We STAB Hardy Bear! We STAB NOW!!</p>
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<p>Against Corraidhin’s control, as though he’s in a trance,
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the dagger comes down. A swift stabbing motion strqight to the
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neck, as he lunges across the table at Blavin knocking the map
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and his martini to the side.</p>
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</blockquote>
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<p>Corraidhin once again feels the same peculiar quality of
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the blade, that sensation of a hollow core with a heavy liquid
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sloshing inside. Held aloft, the weight of it feels
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concentrated at the grip, the blade light as a feather.</p>
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<p>He stabs down—Yam’L cries out in wordless glee—and the
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weight flows into the tip of the blade, the blade itself now
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drawing Corraidhin’s hand downward in a rising crescendo of
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stabbitude.</p>
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Do Anything 1 to Resist Bloodlust
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3: Partial Success
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<p>Blavin flinches at the last second, and instead of burying
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itself in his throat, the blade plunges into his shoulder and
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pins him to the back of the chair. A red mist fills the eye
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and threatens to cloud it over entirely. It rolls back in
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ecstasy as it drinks deeply. It sings out, “MORE! MORE! MORE!”
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and Corraidhin feels the tides of madness rising inside of
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him, threatening to wash over him wholly, to pull him under
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and carry him away on thundering waves of bloodlust.</p>
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<p>Corraidhin struggles to pull the blade from the chair back.
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Blavin whimpers and mewls as he yanks on it, and clutches his
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wound and, incredibly, takes a large gulp of his drink.</p>
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<p>The sysorcerer still has the wherewithal and the presence
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of mind to be aware of his surroundings. He is not yet so
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overcome by the bloodlust. He sees his companions, his fellow
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residents of the Milk Market, seated around the table. And he
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sees the musclebound bouncers now nearly within reach.</p>
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<p>Finally he draws the dagger. Blavin sinks in his seat and
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slides to the floor with his drink, blabbering incoherently,
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and starts to slither away.</p>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<p><a
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-10/msg00010.html">www</a></p>
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<p><strong>Corraidhin</strong><br />
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Well I’ll be! You can turn yourself into a dagger. And I did
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say we could stab blavin if you could do that, it’s much more
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stealthy this way. But let me posit this, is the act of
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stabbing a hobbit unprovoked not itself evil? Or perhaps more
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convincingly, would it not be better to use the hobbit for
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whatever information he has so as to lead to this mysterious
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benefactor, who most assuredly must be evil.</p>
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<p>Someone who would send out myriads of teams to pillage and
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plunder cultural artifacts is truly evil, that must be our
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target.</p>
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<p>Now this isn’t to say that we won’t stab him. I’m convinced
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nothing of the true evil that motivates him! We would kill him
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just to lose track of the true evil we must smite!</p>
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<p><strong>Y’aml</strong><br />
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But YOU said if I could turn into a dagger we could STAB him.
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HE’S EVIL. YOU said so! Not keeping your promises IS one step
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away from PURE evil! Make a choice Hardy Bear! Stab the evil
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hobbit, or stab the inkling, or stab SOMETHING evil this
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minute!</p>
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<p><strong>Corraidhin</strong><br />
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I most certainly cannot abide with stabbing Inky, it’s
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entirely off the table. And in a city like this there aren’t
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any evil things that just jump out for the stabbing.</p>
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<p>(Corraidhin tries to silently control Y’aml during the
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discussion. However in so doing the party has fallen silent,
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aghast even)</p>
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<p>Corraidhin stands, Y’aml held in hand, red gem eye gleaming
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a wicked joyful grin as it’s raised high, poised to strike.
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The party around him is silent, and Blavin stares up in shock.
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The tavern around them has died down and you can hear the
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bustle of the proprietor calling for his strong men to deal
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with this ruckus.</p>
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</blockquote>
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<p>The table—and all of Lucy’s Basement within earshot—sits in
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tense, uneasy quiet at Corraidhin’s one-sided conversation
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with the Sword of Yam’L. Blavin giggles nervously and sips his
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moment to believe that it is all some sort of jest.</p>
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<p>But then the sysorcerer stands and raises the blood crazed
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dagger over his shoulder, and Blavin squeals and writhes in
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of the room to intercept.</p>
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<blockquote>
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<p><strong>Y’aml</strong><br />
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We STAB Hardy Bear! We STAB NOW!!</p>
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<p>Against Corraidhin’s control, as though he’s in a trance,
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the dagger comes down. A swift stabbing motion strqight to the
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neck, as he lunges across the table at Blavin knocking the map
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and his martini to the side.</p>
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<p>Corraidhin once again feels the same peculiar quality of
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the blade, that sensation of a hollow core with a heavy liquid
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sloshing inside. Held aloft, the weight of it feels
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concentrated at the grip, the blade light as a feather.</p>
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<p>He stabs down—Yam’L cries out in wordless glee—and the
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weight flows into the tip of the blade, the blade itself now
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drawing Corraidhin’s hand downward in a rising crescendo of
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stabbitude.</p>
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<!--
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Do Anything 1 to Resist Bloodlust
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3: Partial Success
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//-->
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<p>Blavin flinches at the last second, and instead of burying
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itself in his throat, the blade plunges into his shoulder and
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pins him to the back of the chair. A red mist fills the eye
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and threatens to cloud it over entirely. It rolls back in
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ecstasy as it drinks deeply. It sings out, “MORE! MORE! MORE!”
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and Corraidhin feels the tides of madness rising inside of
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him, threatening to wash over him wholly, to pull him under
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and carry him away on thundering waves of bloodlust.</p>
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<p>Corraidhin struggles to pull the blade from the chair back.
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Blavin whimpers and mewls as he yanks on it, and clutches his
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wound and, incredibly, takes a large gulp of his drink.</p>
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<p>The sysorcerer still has the wherewithal and the presence
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of mind to be aware of his surroundings. He is not yet so
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overcome by the bloodlust. He sees his companions, his fellow
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residents of the Milk Market, seated around the table. And he
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sees the musclebound bouncers now nearly within reach.</p>
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<p>Finally he draws the dagger. Blavin sinks in his seat and
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slides to the floor with his drink, blabbering incoherently,
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and starts to slither away.</p>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<p><a
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-10/msg00010.html">www</a></p>
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<p>This is a game that me and the kids in the basement are playing over
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A little bloody goblinoid, flayed of its flesh and getting blood
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absolutely EVERYWHERE. Oh god, don’t let it touch that! Ew.
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</dd>
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Sole manufacturers of an extremely high quality synthetic blood, and
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community.
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Subterranean scaly ratdog creatures. Big luminous eyes, long droopy
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