It was a good thing that Mag Flashlight wasn't doing his 'Fastest Tank in the West' jump through the Legendary's base, or he would have
slammed himself right up against the rock-solid form of Emet. Amber, standing beside her golem had a large tray of what appeared to be small pins and badges in
her hands. Every few seconds, one would lift as if by an unseen hand, and pin itself to the leather jacket of the Golem.
"What're you up to Mag?" Came a pleasant question from Amber.
Mag grunted with a "Inventing. Still have some work to do."
"Oh, really? Working for Field Crafter, are you?" all the while one of the larger Badges that looked rather like a Recipe floated up and attached
itself to the jacket. Amber smiled and giggled a little, and Mag just groaned and hopped down to Crafting tables.
A while later, Mag with a triumphant look on his helmeted face, he came back out to the entrance. Amber and Emet were still there, still attaching badges. The
tray had a small but still noticeable decrease in contents, backed up by Emet's jacket having every patch of blue leather covered up by a badge or award of
some sort.
"Thats all for my Field Crafter, see ya later Kid." Mag waved to Amber.
"Congrats, Mag!" came the answer as Amber was busily pinning the small exploration pins to the tassels of her golem's Pauldrons. Mag took the
portal out.
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The Master said: "It is all in vain! I have never yet seen a man who can perceive his own faults and bring the charge home against himself."
>Analects: Book V, Chaper XXVI
slammed himself right up against the rock-solid form of Emet. Amber, standing beside her golem had a large tray of what appeared to be small pins and badges in
her hands. Every few seconds, one would lift as if by an unseen hand, and pin itself to the leather jacket of the Golem.
"What're you up to Mag?" Came a pleasant question from Amber.
Mag grunted with a "Inventing. Still have some work to do."
"Oh, really? Working for Field Crafter, are you?" all the while one of the larger Badges that looked rather like a Recipe floated up and attached
itself to the jacket. Amber smiled and giggled a little, and Mag just groaned and hopped down to Crafting tables.
A while later, Mag with a triumphant look on his helmeted face, he came back out to the entrance. Amber and Emet were still there, still attaching badges. The
tray had a small but still noticeable decrease in contents, backed up by Emet's jacket having every patch of blue leather covered up by a badge or award of
some sort.
"Thats all for my Field Crafter, see ya later Kid." Mag waved to Amber.
"Congrats, Mag!" came the answer as Amber was busily pinning the small exploration pins to the tassels of her golem's Pauldrons. Mag took the
portal out.
---
The Master said: "It is all in vain! I have never yet seen a man who can perceive his own faults and bring the charge home against himself."
>Analects: Book V, Chaper XXVI