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[Harry Baldman]

"Does it involve MY death or re-death?"

~that depends on the scale and depth of your incompetence!~

[miauw62]

"What will you do if, purely hypothetically, I refuse to go?"

[Harry Baldman]

"What will you do if, purely hypothetically, I refuse to go?"

~we will revoke your free will privileges! and maybe other privileges as well!~

[miauw62]

"I see... I guess I don't have much of a choice, then."
Head to the temple.

[Tomcost]

((I wanted that job!))

[miauw62]

((If shit goes tits-up, I always have one last resort.))

[Tomcost]

((If shit goes tits-up, I always have one last resort.))

((I suppose it is not telling bad jokes, right?))

[miauw62]

((Nah, the stone of mage summoning.))

[Tomcost]

((I don't really think that you can summon it with the stone, actually. It is more like telling her to come. Or at least I understood that.

Anyway, Miauw, I want your job. But I have no in-game ways of getting it. Damn))

[Xantalos]

Niklas laughs along with them for a little while, then abruptly ceases and says:

Actually I'm just power hungry, megalomaniacal, and somewhat detached from sanity. I also need a better body. Can I be your apprentice or whatever it is?

[kahn1234]

((Wait, the Whip man wasnt killed yet?))

[Xantalos]

((Nope. Funker's practically immortal.))

[Nunzillor]

He doesn't seem to rely on a nervous or skeletal system.  His neck was broken, yet he still moved fluidly.  His arms broke, yet he still used them and attacked quite effectively.  That's not human.

[Yoink]

Timothy wailed in fright and panic, then got a hold of himself and tried to figure out where he was.

>Try and remember the direction the laboratory was in, go that way.

>If I can't seem to find it, initiate a telepathic conversation with the nearest earthworm, and ask them for directions to the surface.

[Xanmyral]

[I wonder if Gub can get in Whip Man's mind, I'm not really sure. They're sending mixed signals. "...(I)f we spot him..." and "...set of a primal trigger in his mind..." makes it seem like he is and isn't in his mind, oddly. If Gub is, wouldn't they know?]

Morton listened to Gub attentively, first remarking on the ex-jester situation.

~I'd quite appreciate being directed to good jester Kevin if you don't mind, I'd like to make sure he's alright is all.~

Then the marred furniture turned his attention to the next matter, a strange one.

~I'm made of evil? I'm afraid I don't quite under--Oh, you must be meaning my form. A desk wasn't my original body, you see, my original was changed and transmuted by a demon. That must be what it is, he saw that I was changed by a demon and must of assumed from there.~

The desk swayed to the left and then the right, as if tilting a non-existent head.

~Its an honest mistake then, and no real harm was done. Still, if it upsets him I suppose I should leave him be, although I do wish I could explain myself. There's not much I could do to change my form anymore even if I wished it though I suppose, so I'm not sure there's anything to help the situation. Either way, I thank you good group Gub for any advance warning, I'd prefer to avoid a needless conflict.~

Follow Gub's directions to Kevin.