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savetheearth2014-04-12 04:43 pm
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[ Anders holds up what appear to be two limp masses of black feathers. They're too shapeless to be actual birds, alive or dead. ]
I echoed this. These. There are two of them, a matched set.
You want to know what they are?
They're called pauldrons. They're for wearing on your shoulders.
[ He shakes his head in weary incredulity. ]
First a magic staff and some kind of really weak healing magic, and now this. Feathered pauldrons. Black feathered pauldrons, no less.
Basically I get the idea that in a past life, I used to be a glam rock Gargamel. There is no better explanation.
I echoed this. These. There are two of them, a matched set.
You want to know what they are?
They're called pauldrons. They're for wearing on your shoulders.
[ He shakes his head in weary incredulity. ]
First a magic staff and some kind of really weak healing magic, and now this. Feathered pauldrons. Black feathered pauldrons, no less.
Basically I get the idea that in a past life, I used to be a glam rock Gargamel. There is no better explanation.