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Zevin the Juggernaut, Tinker gnome extraordinaire shyly poked his head in the door to the newly established item shop.and walked in, his normal workmans leathers charred, discolored, and partially melted in all the normal places, he sternly commanded "STAY Rupert," before walking in and looking about, jumping almost twice his height when the shopkeep asked if he could help. Zevin ran towards the shopkeep and waved his arms in alarm, whispering, "I would get booted from the musicians guild if they knew i was here, but I simply can't get my newest invention to play, it's a tubanjofrictionatedsteampoweredblowingdevicethatis madeofreally neatbitsofcoloredglassmadefromsandImeltedandblewmy selfandcolored withdyesfrommycousinTrudy, or as I like to call it the tubanjo, can you help me?"
[ 04-24-2003, 01:39 PM: Message edited by: Morgeruat ]
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