Telli calls friends to arm.
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Telli waddles up to the towns fires asking for aid.
"Me friend Mr Kents gotedededs his swords stolens earlier dis month by somes ogres. Dems bullies… Mr Kent's purdy particular ta its... and misses its... so Telli's formings a groups a folks dats interested in gettings its backs."
Telli taps her lip thinking what might appeal to the masses and hit the broadest scope of those listening.
"So who's wid me...!?"
To the warrior honor bound in the group listening.
"Juss tinks if yuhs gots seperated froms yuhs sword. Wouldn't dat makedededs yuhs sads, and feel likes yuhs was missings sometings. I know I woulds..."
To the selfish and/or treaure hunters...
"If deys stoles Mr Kent's sword and its purdy nice...juss imagines whats else dats nice dat dey prolly takens dat we can gets backs."
To the crafters at heart...
"And nots ta mentions all dats ore dats down ders juss waitings ta gets plucked! So agains Telli askededededs... who's wid me's?!?"
She pauses waiting to see who all gathers around...
((Tonight 8:00p.m. eastern time, Thursday the 4th.))...
