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	====The Festival of Fegall====		====The Festival of Fegall====

	''Translations into the Proper Common by ganoomkin Mereppi of the Tinkerspells.''		''Translations into the Proper Common by ganoomkin [[PCs:Mereppi Tinkerspell\|Mereppi]] of the Tinkerspells.''

	~~'''~~Chapter 1 : Harry's Hagglings~~'''~~		=== Chapter 1 : Harry's Hagglings ===

	It was the yearly Festival of Fegall!		It was the yearly Festival of [[Fegall]]!

	The city of Derome Delem reverberated with the sounds of feet running around the embankments and the tunnels connecting the underground homes, shops and taverns of this deep-down habitation. Every now and then, a gnomish lass or lad would stop and flop to the ground to catch their breath. For each one of these had on their back a large pole, tied around it with some rope – on top of which was a banner advertising the stalls of the crafters that this festival was renowned for.		The city of [[Derome Delem]] reverberated with the sounds of feet running around the embankments and the tunnels connecting the underground homes, shops and taverns of this deep-down habitation. Every now and then, a [[gnome\|gnomish]] lass or lad would stop and flop to the ground to catch their breath. For each one of these had on their back a large pole, tied around it with some rope – on top of which was a banner advertising the stalls of the crafters that this festival was renowned for.

	All around the city forges flamed and hammers, well, hammered, as the citizens of Derome Delem prepared for the festivities. One of these was a dubgaldokin, a dwarf named Harry Hammerwell. A rather short dwarf, his beard decorated with tiny hammers, cogs and levers made from precious Mithril, he strutted about the marketplace, checking each stall with a keen eye for embellishment. After stopping at a stall, he would pull his glasses over his eyes to peer at a stall or a gnome pattering past on some mission. Leaving the Guild of Smooth Table Top Makers's stand, he did just that – and a grin spread over his face as he placed the glasses back on his head and sauntered over to another stall.		All around the city forges flamed and hammers, well, hammered, as the citizens of Derome Delem prepared for the festivities. One of these was a dubgaldokin, a [[dwarf]] named Harry Hammerwell. A rather short dwarf, his beard decorated with tiny hammers, cogs and levers made from precious Mithril, he strutted about the marketplace, checking each stall with a keen eye for embellishment. After stopping at a stall, he would pull his glasses over his eyes to peer at a stall or a gnome pattering past on some mission. Leaving the Guild of Smooth Table Top Makers's stand, he did just that – and a grin spread over his face as he placed the glasses back on his head and sauntered over to another stall.

	~~“Neen~~		“[[ganoom\|Neen]]


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	~~'''~~Chapter 2 : A Greedy Gnomish Girl~~'''~~		=== Chapter 2 : A Greedy Gnomish Girl ===



	Surasch snickered at Harry as he moved off. She fingered a scroll she held nearby - one she knew would strip the flesh off any who deigned to displease her. She would not sell this one to just ~~–any-~~ customer, of course. Her more … powerful scrolls were only for the eyes of mages who knew of her dedication to the dark arts. The rest would see her scrolls of lights, tricks and cantrips – which were all of excellent enough Making that she should win the prize this year in any event.		Surasch snickered at Harry as he moved off. She fingered a scroll she held nearby - one she knew would strip the flesh off any who deigned to displease her. She would not sell this one to just ''any'' customer, of course. Her more … powerful scrolls were only for the eyes of mages who knew of her dedication to the dark arts. The rest would see her scrolls of lights, tricks and cantrips – which were all of excellent enough Making that she should win the prize this year in any event.


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	Surasch also had many customers, yet finished her business with them quickly and tersely. Her brief manner soon had her stall emptied – with most of the visitors in the area hanging around Zechren’s stall. Suddenly, the doors of the Temple to Fegall opened in the distance. Stately gnomes and dwarves, dressed in the Dark Violet and Deep Blue of the robes of Fegall, marched down to the stalls, accompanied by younger gnomes conjuring images of the Gnomefather and his deeds via illusory magics.		Surasch also had many customers, yet finished her business with them quickly and tersely. Her brief manner soon had her stall emptied – with most of the visitors in the area hanging around Zechren’s stall. Suddenly, the doors of the Temple to Fegall opened in the distance. Stately gnomes and dwarves, dressed in the Dark Violet and Deep Blue of the robes of Fegall, marched down to the stalls, accompanied by younger gnomes conjuring images of the Gnomefather and his deeds via illusory magics.

	~~'''~~Chapter 3 : Fegallian Frenzy Flies Forth~~'''~~		=== Chapter 3 : Fegallian Frenzy Flies Forth ===


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	As the spoon connected with her forehead, she fumbled the words on the scroll... and started shrinking. Her small body shrunk by so many degrees that the process finished with her body contracting and turning spherical … her screams muffled by the layers upon layers of hardened rock surrounding her body. In her stead, a small glass ball wobbled beneath rising plumes of foul-smelling green smoke.		As the spoon connected with her forehead, she fumbled the words on the scroll... and started shrinking. Her small body shrunk by so many degrees that the process finished with her body contracting and turning spherical … her screams muffled by the layers upon layers of hardened rock surrounding her body. In her stead, a small glass ball wobbled beneath rising plumes of foul-smelling green smoke.

	~~'''~~Chapter 4 : A Doomed Dame Dumped Deservingly~~'''~~		=== Chapter 4 : A Doomed Dame Dumped Deservingly ===

	Things calmed down then. Harry stood up with a groan, and shaking all the while, started picking up Clerics and festival attendees. Zechren lowered the box – in which only two of his grandfather’s spoons remained - and stumbled over to Surasch’s stall. He knelt down and gingerly picked up the globe, still glowing with mortal energy.		Things calmed down then. Harry stood up with a groan, and shaking all the while, started picking up Clerics and festival attendees. Zechren lowered the box – in which only two of his grandfather’s spoons remained - and stumbled over to Surasch’s stall. He knelt down and gingerly picked up the globe, still glowing with mortal energy.

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	=~~===~~The Festival of Fegall~~====~~		<font size="+2">''The Festival of Fegall''</font><br>

	''Translations into the Proper Common by ganoomkin [[PCs:Mereppi Tinkerspell\|Mereppi]] of the Tinkerspells.''		''Translations into the Proper Common by ganoomkin [[PCs:Mereppi Tinkerspell\|Mereppi]] of the Tinkerspells.''

	=== Chapter 1 : Harry's Hagglings ===		== Chapter 1 : Harry's Hagglings ==

	It was the yearly Festival of [[Fegall]]!		It was the yearly Festival of [[Fegall]]!
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	=== Chapter 2 : A Greedy Gnomish Girl ===		== Chapter 2 : A Greedy Gnomish Girl ==


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	Surasch also had many customers, yet finished her business with them quickly and tersely. Her brief manner soon had her stall emptied – with most of the visitors in the area hanging around Zechren’s stall. Suddenly, the doors of the Temple to Fegall opened in the distance. Stately gnomes and dwarves, dressed in the Dark Violet and Deep Blue of the robes of Fegall, marched down to the stalls, accompanied by younger gnomes conjuring images of the Gnomefather and his deeds via illusory magics.		Surasch also had many customers, yet finished her business with them quickly and tersely. Her brief manner soon had her stall emptied – with most of the visitors in the area hanging around Zechren’s stall. Suddenly, the doors of the Temple to Fegall opened in the distance. Stately gnomes and dwarves, dressed in the Dark Violet and Deep Blue of the robes of Fegall, marched down to the stalls, accompanied by younger gnomes conjuring images of the Gnomefather and his deeds via illusory magics.

	=== Chapter 3 : Fegallian Frenzy Flies Forth ===		== Chapter 3 : Fegallian Frenzy Flies Forth ==


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	As the spoon connected with her forehead, she fumbled the words on the scroll... and started shrinking. Her small body shrunk by so many degrees that the process finished with her body contracting and turning spherical … her screams muffled by the layers upon layers of hardened rock surrounding her body. In her stead, a small glass ball wobbled beneath rising plumes of foul-smelling green smoke.		As the spoon connected with her forehead, she fumbled the words on the scroll... and started shrinking. Her small body shrunk by so many degrees that the process finished with her body contracting and turning spherical … her screams muffled by the layers upon layers of hardened rock surrounding her body. In her stead, a small glass ball wobbled beneath rising plumes of foul-smelling green smoke.

	=== Chapter 4 : A Doomed Dame Dumped Deservingly ===		== Chapter 4 : A Doomed Dame Dumped Deservingly ==

	Things calmed down then. Harry stood up with a groan, and shaking all the while, started picking up Clerics and festival attendees. Zechren lowered the box – in which only two of his grandfather’s spoons remained - and stumbled over to Surasch’s stall. He knelt down and gingerly picked up the globe, still glowing with mortal energy.		Things calmed down then. Harry stood up with a groan, and shaking all the while, started picking up Clerics and festival attendees. Zechren lowered the box – in which only two of his grandfather’s spoons remained - and stumbled over to Surasch’s stall. He knelt down and gingerly picked up the globe, still glowing with mortal energy.