[He's just going to leave and get the slime now, using Dimension Door to get the fuck away. Goodbye.]
[... Now, Qilby knows, of course, that he has to go back to the skeleton. He doesn't quite register that he has to go back to the skeleton until he's a few feet off, wondering whether he honestly wants to engage it, or whether he wants to dump the slime in its face and demand it open the door with no further innuendo. He's had enough embarrassment in this place; more isn't necessary.]
[Yet, he must. Hell if any of his other party members will.]
[In a clear voice, almost sing-songy:] I've something I think you will like. [He holds out the hand, dripping with multi-colored slime. May it open the door quickly and save him any further trouble.]
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[He's just going to leave and get the slime now, using Dimension Door to get the fuck away. Goodbye.]
[... Now, Qilby knows, of course, that he has to go back to the skeleton. He doesn't quite register that he has to go back to the skeleton until he's a few feet off, wondering whether he honestly wants to engage it, or whether he wants to dump the slime in its face and demand it open the door with no further innuendo. He's had enough embarrassment in this place; more isn't necessary.]
[Yet, he must. Hell if any of his other party members will.]
[In a clear voice, almost sing-songy:] I've something I think you will like. [He holds out the hand, dripping with multi-colored slime. May it open the door quickly and save him any further trouble.]