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Jester	Jul 19 2008, 07:43 PM
Member Posts: 17 Group: Members Member #10 Joined: June 11, 2008	"There! Over there!" shouted the Jester as he now appeared riding two large Appraheads who were in the employ of the Royal Household. The Jester was shouting commands over the first one's ear of whom he was perched. He held on tight as tight as his frail muscles would towards the helmet of the Apprahead who was by unfortunate circumstance, rough. The second Apprahead who was with him carefully pushing the sea of crowd while the Jester blared at the first one pointing and giving directions at the top of his lungs. "Blast! Confound! Fiddlesticks and Grumfeets! Over there to the left you blustering buffoon!" All the while the two Appraheads bumbled and fumbled, adding more chaos to the fray. The Jester knew it was futile and jumped on the people's heads with the agility unrivaled only by skilled assassins. Using the noggin' of evrybody as stepping stone he jumped his way to and fro towards the direction of the young child. Thank God for the special bells the Royal Family used in their clothing, which by a small amount of strong magic, was similar to a distress call and the Jester who was now hopping along much to the irritation of many held a small magical device which seemed to search for the faint signal of the bells. Then he finally found the child. "Hold on! Must hold now Lady Ciri!" the Jester grabbing the child's hands." Don't let go of your doll and my hand. Were gonna fly!" Using small deft of hands, the Jester took from his puffy overcoat a small rubber like object. Tying it to his waist he threw a little fire magic and the device popped and like a balloon, it flew along with him and Ciri who now rode, piggy back while they drifted towards a small tower. "Far away from trouble we must go! Don't let go."


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