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Kiraleen goes over to Tancred to help him up, the faerie dragon hovering at her shoulder. The faerie dragon is sputtering aloud his side of a conversation: "I didn't mean to! It's not my fault! I thought paladins were tougher than that!"
Kiraleen glares at him. He shoots up in the air, batting his eyelashes frantically and looking for a place to hide. He sees the githyanki and his eyes spin like a drunk kaleidascope, and he swoops over to hover in front of the gith posing overdramatically!
"You're J'emtzi Qirc! Can I have your autograph?? Will you sing "Mr. Tabourine Man" for me?"
Kiraleen, who had propped Tancred up at forty-five degree angle, drops him and lunges for her familiar. "Gumdrop! NO!"
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