(Celest): Takami (from the Water Elemental Plane) says, "What's A Nienla."
(Celest): Takami (from the Water Elemental Plane) says, "Glomdoring or serenwilde."
(Celest): Ilyarin (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "It's similar to the stuff you find on the bottom of your shoe."

(The Talnaras): You say, "We all know Xiran would squeak and run away."

(The Talnaras): Xiran (from the Ethereal Plane) says, "I wouldn't run away!"

(The Talnaras): You say, "I note that you did not challenge the squeaking."

(The Talnaras): Xiran (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Uuu!"

You order a pooka entity to manipulate Xiran.
(The Talnaras): Xiran says, "Squeak!"

(The Talnaras): You say, "There we go."

(The Talnaras): Xiran says, "Uwah! Aramel!"

Small motes of yellow pollen rise up from the wildflowers and drift into Xiran's
mouth. She flushes and begins to cough.

(The Talnaras): Nejii says, "What's going on over there?"

Small motes of yellow pollen rise up from the wildflowers and drift into Xiran's
mouth. She flushes and begins to cough.

(The Talnaras): You say, "Xiran is squeaking."

You order a pooka entity to manipulate Xiran.
(The Talnaras): Xiran says, "Squeak!"

(The Talnaras): Xiran says, "No, I've asthma."

(The Talnaras): You say, "Almost on cue."

Small motes of yellow pollen rise up from the wildflowers and drift into Xiran's
mouth. She flushes and begins to cough.

(The Talnaras): Nejii says, "What does asthma have to do with anything...?"

Silver Font, Xiran L'Eternae, of Wilder Winter rubs her nose.

(The Talnaras): Xiran says, "Rathan was testing something."

(The Talnaras): Nejii says, "And that's why you're squeaking?"

Silver Font, Xiran L'Eternae, of Wilder Winter says to a pooka, "Ooh why you."

Xiran tickles a pooka mercilessly!

You order a pooka entity to manipulate Xiran.
(The Talnaras): Xiran says, "Squeak!"

(The Talnaras): Xiran says, "That's Aramel's faul--."

(The Talnaras): Nejii says, "You just said it was Rathan's fault!"

(The Talnaras): Xiran says, "The asthma was!"

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The Cave of Chaos.
The Seal of Chaos slowly spins in the air here, humming with latent power. Glistening resplendently,
the Wheel of Tzaraziko towers here, ripe for the spin! There are 74 divinely wrapped presents here.

It makes me wish my Talnara actually got to be a Talnara.

(Aquamancers): You say, "Be well, Aquamancers."
(Aquamancers): Lorina says, "Farewell, Mage of Arches."

Squire Miciah Ves'ril, of the Armies of Light whispers to you, "I love you more then all the cupcakes in the world."

Awwwwwwwwwww.

Estarra, give us a stimulus package!

(I propose everyone gets 400 bound credits. )

The Super Adventure Club needs a bailout while we're at it.