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From:Aardvarkin
To:Dungeon Master
Date:Wed 7 Jul 1993 16:44
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Aardvarkin hesitates...then begins plodding westerly in hopes of tripping over
the sleeping slaver accidently running him thru in the fall ( him being the
slaver, not Aardvarkin)...:)

a sudden spark lights aardvarkin's face....

"I remember my friend....best ____ thief in the world....could mimic the voice
or call of any man or beast....Of course...he never taught me....said i didnt
quite have the talent....but its worth a shot..."

Aardvarkin will attempt to finish off the sleeping slaver and if there is
time, start to imitate the voice of the leader.....

now that sounds darn foolish , but hey!  its dark....and what fluctuations of
vocal differance would likely be carried away by the heavy rain....unless of
course the leader is part of the Vienna Boys Choir making pseudoventroliquism
impossible for Aardvarkin's deep tenor voice.

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