**Lucian, unable to go to Ash, purchased Leap here instead. -200**
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
**Lucian, more than a little drunk, staggered into the shop with a handful of gold in either hand, pieces of which he was continually dropping and picking up. He tossed it all down on the table--120 pieces, more or less--and grabbed a scroll off the wall.**
Lucian - "It'sh a level three... read people'sh fashes... shomething..."
**Before Harj could interject, he turned and nearly fell over on his way out the door... not noticing his beer belly was rapidly disappearing with every swaying step.**
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
**He tossed a bag with 120 gold on the counter and grabbed the scroll on his way out.**
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
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Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Lucian - "It'sh a level three... read people'sh fashes... shomething..."
**Before Harj could interject, he turned and nearly fell over on his way out the door... not noticing his beer belly was rapidly disappearing with every swaying step.**
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Alec - "Spell... storm... charged... three."
**He tossed a bag with 120 gold on the counter and grabbed the scroll on his way out.**
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.