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Dreamed last night that there were six evil wizards. Dancing ritualistically around a bonfire.
I had to kill them. Bullets wouldn't work. Knives wouldn't work. I had to shoot them with griffin-fletched arrows.
Rather conveniently, Rune had six of them, specially made in Denmark. It was a skill passed down from his Viking forebears...
So then I had my bow, and the six arrows, and I had a decent vantage in a bombed out building from which to shoot.
And then I sniped the evil wizards and saved the world while Rune talked with the other guy (who might have been B88).
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