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[scots_wolf]

Urquhart is Urquhart-shaped again, as Cubefall is now over.

He is leaning at the bar and idly sipping some whiskey while his dog dozes by his feet.

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[morethanprops]

Moist is finally over his hangover and smiles when he spots Urquhart,

"You look thoughtful."

[scots_wolf]

"It's odd to have two feet again," Urquhart says, "and to be able to open my own doors. I was just really getting the hang of canine existence."

[morethanprops]

"It seems to suit you. Hopefully Franz wasn't too confused,"

He leans down to pet Franz who looks comfortable.

[scots_wolf]

"He saw me change," Urquhart says. "He knew it was me. And I could talk to him."

[morethanprops]

"I'm sure he liked that. What did you talk about?"

[scots_wolf]

"Doggy things," Urquhart says. "Hunting and running and food and sleep. Sunshine, the baker, became a wolf as well and ran with us."

[morethanprops]

"How comfortable. I think I slept through most of Cubefall. Though I did talk with a rather nice guard from Bonk named Crassus."

[scots_wolf]

"From your world?" Urquhart says. "And a guard? That you liked?"

Amazing -- normally, guards are the enemy. For both of them.

[morethanprops]

"He was rather intelligent, some of them are. He agreed that Uberwald is far too bogged down in tradition."

[scots_wolf]

"It is," Urquhart says. "Even that pesky vampire lady said so. Good thing people are actually acting on it."

[morethanprops]

"Yes, maybe I'll go back for a visit someday."

[scots_wolf]

"And let your friend Crassus show you around," Urquhart says. "Maybe it really isn't as bad as you remember. I should ask somebody to take me to Scotland, maybe..."

[morethanprops]

"Perhaps, I never expected to miss it, but there are parts of it I do."

[forgottenmotley]

"You got rid of the bells?" Sad Fool.

[scots_wolf]

"The bells, the fur, the paws and the muzzle," Urquhart says. "Cubefall is over. I'm human again."

[forgottenmotley]

"You looked good in the bells."

At least he thinks so.

[scots_wolf]

"That was probably because I was a wolf," Urquhart says.

[forgottenmotley]

"Lies. Lies. And dirty rotten lies."

He's not using his ability to tell when someone is lying here. He's just stating his opinion on the matter.

We should also mention he's biased.

[scots_wolf]

"What?" Urquhart says. "You think I wouldn't look good with them at all?"

Arguing with the fool is really as bad as arguing with Atton Rand.

[forgottenmotley]

"You would look fantastic with them whatever shape you wore."

He really should just give up and agree with him.

[scots_wolf]

"You might think so," Urquhart concedes, "but they would be very impractical for me."

[forgottenmotley]

"...And?"

And...?

[scots_wolf]

"So I'd rather not have any more," Urquhart says. "I have to be quiet and noiseless."

[forgottenmotley]

He's given a steady and thoughtful look. "What did you do with the bells?"

[scots_wolf]

"Nothing," Urquhart says. "They weren't there when I woke up human again."