<strong>Truth Strong</strong><br/><br/>I let my clasped hands fall, sigh, and stand up. "Rayovac Strong, you have done ill. I will ask that Uncle Marco permit us to discipline you, so that you may remain Strong. But we must go before him now. Bronk, Tells, go fetch Mary and bring her to Uncle's court; look south of the hold, by the peach grove. The rest of you, work as well as you can with us gone; I will return to help the next shift make up our slack."<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Manipulating Rayovac to come quietly</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2014-03-29 16:43:14, Truth Strong (uid: 39199) rolls: 2d6a2 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=56402)</div></div>