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[kj1225]

Tom is getting dressed.

Karl is bringing Frigid her paper.

Kyle is doing one hundred pushups.

Keith isn't back yet.

[PrivateNomad]

Tia casts an illusion spell on Trianna's door with much effort.

Frigid garrisons herself by the front door. She takes the paper and pockets it.
The Pestilent Alchemist politely knocks on the door.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Carrick opens it. He stares down at the Alchemist.

[PrivateNomad]

"M̶iņe̕ ma̧s͜ţèr̵ ̧h̴as̷ ano̕t̶he͠r ̷of͝fe̴r.͠"

[kj1225]

Karl stares at the scene in confusion.

Kyle watches the scene from a distance.

Tom is brushing his teeth.

[PrivateNomad]

"On͝e̡ m̕íllion ̕Madn̵e͜sş ̡Dollars an͘d̕ ͢mi͏n͏e͢ m̧in̡d̀,̷ b̛ody,͏ soul͘,̶ ̸and ͟s͜e̶r̷vitu̵de ͢f̧or t̸h̛y ͏li͠fé so͟wer.҉ T͜hi͟s ́is her͟ final ̵o͟ff̷er.̀"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"No."

[PrivateNomad]

A black mist begins to shroud his glove.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Carrick slams the door on him and bunches up against it.

[PrivateNomad]

The Pestilent Alchemist places his hands on the the door and begins to rot it.

[SOLDIER First]

Lionan walks up behind Carrick, sans clothes.
"Who was that?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Carrick opens it and pulls out his completely non-organic shovel, shoving the Alchemist away from the door.

[kj1225]

"That's pretty rude..."
Karl says watching the alchemist.

[PrivateNomad]

The Alchemist teleports inside and conjures a powerful ring of green fire as he did before. Frigid starts to put it out.

[SOLDIER First]

"How's about you fuck right off, sir?"