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| [Enter Donn an Bronach, GRAND PUNTIFF] | |
| [GRAND PUNTIFF] | Unto Robin the Ruthless in Bottel, The Grand Puntiff doth send greetings. Know thou, O Fool, I hath been touched by thy .... |
| [Bottel] | No, No, My Grand Lord, It was not I, 'twas that swarthy little person behind thee. I did chase after him, and when he did drop thy purse, I did have a hard choice to make. Since I could only guarantee to return either him or thy purse, but not both, I thought that you would value the return of thy valuable purse more than he, so here it be. Unfortunately, it be now empty, for the swine had emptied it before he did drop it. Forgive me my lord, for I be but a Fool. |
| [GRAND PUNTIFF] | ...plight --- for I can well see thou art touched. Though I be unable to offer thee employment, I was moved by thy story of the poor monks. |
| [Bottel] | I hath many more... |
| [GRAND PUNTIFF] | But now I be feeling much better. |
| [Bottel] | And I, my lord, feel just as well as ever, for nothing be wrong with MY hands! |
| [The Grand Puntiff] | I regret we hath not as yet met, but I would grant thee recognition for thy efforts to lighten the mood of the Crown of An Tir. |
| [Bottel] | Give the Crown to me, and I will lighten it completely, my lord! |
| [GRAND PUNTIFF] | Thus I wish it to be known to thee and all thou meet that thou are marked by the hand(?) of destiny. |
| [Bottel] | No my lord, I ducked! |
| [GRAND PUNTIFF] | Henceforth, thou art marked as a member of the Temporary WOAW In Training and... |
| [Bottel] | ...I know not this award my lord, but it doth sound like a bit of A WOW.. eh? |
| [GRAND PUNTIFF] | ...shall be required to wear somewhere upon thy person *in plain sight* the betraying letters T*W*I*T... |
| [Bottel] | Tuwoo do I owe the honour of bringing my efforts to thy attention? |
| [GRAND PUNTIFF] | ...as a warning to Innocent Persons who approach thee... |
| [Bottel] | Ah, my Lord, but I only spend my time among those who frequent the Courts. Not all those who frequent a Court may be Innocent, so fear not! |
| [GRAND PUNTIFF] | ...in the misguided belief that they will be engaging in civil conversation. |
| [Bottel] | But my lord, I hath not taken Orders (nor e'en so from any man) for a long time, so my conversation be now nothing but Civil! |
| [GRAND PUNTIFF] | By my hand this 31st day of July, AS XXIX, Donn an Bronach, Grand Puntiff |
| [Bottel] | Ducked again! I thank thee, my lord, for the great honour thou showest me. I be always willing to engage in a battle of wits with those I meet, but alas, I find that often many be only half prepared.... |
| [GRAND PUNTIFF] | Verily, a tongue be a slippery thing to hold. |
| [Bottel] | And now to show my control over the powers of prestidigitation... I just press de digit 8 an'... |
Ah! but then what would I know, I'm only a Fool!
Robin the Ruthless in Bottel
Once Personal Fool to Her Majesty, Queen Jacyntha of Antir, (now between Patrons
... but thinking that Donn an Bronach, G.P. might be a worthy new kitchen .. er, Patron!).
(Once a Fool..... Now I'm Nobody's Fool?)
"Let a Fool hold his tongue and he will pass for a Sage.
Let a Sage hold his tongue and he may pass for a Fool."
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