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Grunting impatiently, Gell looks among the horses for one that seems like it will hold his weight, at least long enough to reach their destination. "Am more people with horses! And flying magic squishy man! Well me am not being left behind! This horse am looking strong enough to carry me. It am going to have to do." With that the orc sits on the horse, then looks around. "Now what? We am need to go, and me am not knowing how to make this work!" Gell pokes the horse impatiently in the back of the head, waiting for it to start moving.
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"A ouija board just works better if you've made it yourself. It's sortof like how 'Clue' is more interesting when one of you has actually killed someone."
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