You know, I pride myself on disguising my horrible meat shell with nice clothes at conventions, but I'm feeling more and more that I need to embrace my true calling and just start showing up as a wizard. Huge floppy hat, billowing robes, booming proclamations any time anyone asks me a question.
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"FORSOOTH, TRAVELER LET US SATE OUR RUMBLING BELLIES AT YONDER NOODLE STAND!"
"...I changed my mind."