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Post by probablyamage on Jan 10, 2011 3:54:04 GMT -5
DM only response please, whichever wants to reply. Lustig spoke of doing this sending on the last page of his journal. If more information is needed to formulate a reply please PM me.
At exactly nine minutes before noon, or as near to exactly as can be determined, Lustig begins casting a sending spell. Ten minutes later, at precisely one minute after noon he finishes, and speaks the words.
"Good afternoon mother, your prodigal son thought it was time to stop avoiding a portion of his familial responsibilities and let you know he was."
With a curious mixture of apprehension and bemusement, Lustig settles down in the new and excessively tiny lab of his spire, and waits for a response. Quietly murmuring that he needs to get a chair in here...
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