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There’s a nuggalope stampeding through the great halls, chasing around the various nobles and chantry women. Close behind is Lyre, trying in vain to WRANGLE the damned beast, trailed by her own pack of tiny nugs.
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#& ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᶤˢ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᵃʸ ˀ ⁽ ᵒᵒᶜ ⁾ ➼#& ᶰᵒ ᵘˢᵉ ᶤᶰ ᵏᵉᵉᵖᶤᶰᵍ ˢᵉᶜʳᵉᵗˢ ⁽ ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉʳ ⁾ ➼#& ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶰᵃᵐᵉ ᵒᶰ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ᵗᵒᶰᵍᵘᵉ ⁽ ˢᵉˡᶠ ᵖʳᵒᵐᵒᵗᶤᵒᶰ ⁾ ➼#& ˢᶤᶰᵍ ˡᶤᵗᵗˡᵉ ˡʸʳᵉᵇᶤʳᵈ ⁽ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵃᶰᶤᵒᶰ ᵛᵉʳˢᵉ ⁾ ➼#& ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ᵒᶰ ʰᵉʳ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈᵉʳˢ ⁽ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉʳ ᶜᵃˡˡ ⁾ ➼#& ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉˡᵖ ᵉᵃˢᵉ ʰᵉʳ ᵇᵘʳᵈᵉᶰ ⁽ ᵖʳᵒᵐᵒᵗᶤᵒᶰˢ ⁾ ➼#& ᵃ ᶠᵃˡˢᵉ ʰᵉʳᵃˡᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵘˢ ᵃˡˡ ⁽ ᶤᶰᵠᵘᶤˢᶤᵗᵒʳ ᵛᵉʳˢᵉ ⁾ ➼#& ᵈᵒ ᶰᵒᵗ ʰᵒˡᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ˢʰᵃˡˡ ˢᵘʳᵉˡʸ ˢᵘᶠᶠᵉʳ ᶠᵒʳ ᶤᵗ ⁽ ᵠᵘᵉᵘᵉ ⁾ ➼#& ᵃ ᵍˡᵃˢˢ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ᵃᶰᵈ ʷᶤᶰᵈᵒʷᵉᵈ ˢᵒᵘˡ ⁽ ᵐᵘˢᶤᶰᵍˢ ⁾ ➼#& ᵒʰ ʰᵒʷ ʰᵉʳ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ˡᵒᶰᵍˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᶤᵗ ⁽ ᵈᵉˢᶤʳᵉˢ ⁾ ➼#& ʷᵒʳᵈˢ ᶠᵃˡˡᵉᶰ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʳᵉᵐᵇˡᶤᶰᵍ ˡᶤᵖˢ ⁽ ᵃᶰˢʷᵉʳˢ ⁾ ➼
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