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    Yserbius Idol poll

    -I told you, Beaker, I do not think that hoeing would have been right for the Yserbian Idol contest.- (The domineering parrot puffed his feathers out in a massive disapproving show of superiority. A few dull feathers floated down from his position on Mourninglory's shoulder.) "Sooo, like...
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    The quiet tavern

    (Beaker fell backwards trying to catch the overthrown bread. Feathers fluffed in ire he straightened to his full 18 inches, grabbed the bread from the floor, and hopped with an affected limp back to Mourninglory, tilting a beady eye upwards to see if she'd made note of his plight.) "Yo, biatch...
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    Realm Tour

    (the parrot sat on a short pole that was slung over Mourninglory's shoulder. The end of the pole held a bundle filled with cheese and bread and a water skin. The advice continued non-stop, just the way it had been for the last 30 minutes.) "Vat you vant to doooo, my darlink, is vait until zee...
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    Where's the party

    (a parrot, claws clutching the back of a chair, lisps to Sneakers) Thay there hansome, what thay you and me play hide the beak, an I'll be it. SQUWAK! (Mourninglory wondered where exactly her brother had gotten this parrot he'd given her. It didn't seem quite right. And fairly wrong)
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    Where's the party

    Mourninglory: Amnesia Victim. Finds herself in the Evil Way tavern sitting across from a woman redolent of sandlewood, clove, and oiled leather. She has no memory of coming here. On her shoulder sits a parrot, its claws dig in to her colorful silk scarves which is all she wears under a drab...
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