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--Previous Message-- : --Previous Message-- : "Do not worry, the others will join : you...but they must delve into the Lost : Glade and enlist the help of a kindly : sorceror and friend, Gareth. He lives : west of here past the Bullywug swamp. He : might be able to aid you quest to save : Yarfell. Both, quests are frought with : peril. Venger's agents are already in : Yarfell, so you must be careful. I don't : think I need to warn you about : Bullywugs." Dungeon Master took a : deep breath as the Young Ones looked at : him curiously, "Well, I can't be : cryptic ALL the time...its hard. Divide : yourselves up as you wish...but remember : the nature of your quests. Only one : grouping is correct." : "One grouping!" The Adventurer : moaned.."So let me get this : straight...What the..? Ah man...he's : gone!" : I looked up after throwing away _whatever_ : that was in my Backpack, to hear the words : of DM. "Two groupings? Oh, man....I : _hate_ picking teams!! No one ever wants : me on their team." I looked around : the group, trying to see who I wanted to : stick with. No one else seemed to be in a : hurry to choose sides, so I just kind of : hung back, hoping someone would notice me. : Or not. : Only one grouping would be right? Did he : mean that there was only one right way to : split, or that one group would get things : done, and the other would be fouled up? : "Shimatta," I muttered under my : breath, feeling my Makochanian past : creeping in. Suddenly depressed, I opened : my bag again, hoping to find something to : hold on to. Smiling, I withdrew a rather : battered kawaii blue-mohawked plushie, and : sat on a nearby rock, waiting for people : to start grouping. : :

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