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A stool shifts slightly. That's pretty much all that happens. Just a slight shifting across the wooden floor, as if something climbed up it, and then a small, gruff voice says, "Whiskey, ya' scuggan!"
Rob Anybody doesn't trust anything he can't see, but that won't stop him getting whiskey anyway.
He adds, "Verra' verra' strong whiskey!"
A glass appears, full of brown liquid--a tiny, tiny shot glass.
"Bigger!"
The glass grows larger, but still isn't normal size.
"Bigger!"
Now it's a normal size glass. The Feegle should be appeased...
"Bigger!"
The glass gets bigger, and then the whiskey disappears. Like that.
"More whiskey!" And it goes on...
Interact if you dare.
Rob Anybody doesn't trust anything he can't see, but that won't stop him getting whiskey anyway.
He adds, "Verra' verra' strong whiskey!"
A glass appears, full of brown liquid--a tiny, tiny shot glass.
"Bigger!"
The glass grows larger, but still isn't normal size.
"Bigger!"
Now it's a normal size glass. The Feegle should be appeased...
"Bigger!"
The glass gets bigger, and then the whiskey disappears. Like that.
"More whiskey!" And it goes on...
Interact if you dare.
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We didn't keep sheep. Least, my grandmother didn't, and she ran things, but my second cousin, he - Well. I didn't have any."
He exhales a cloud of smoke.
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And he is. Four feet is nothing to sneeze at.
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