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Carn:
(Carn) "Is there a way to scale it down? It would lessen the range, but make it easier to transport."
Koali:
"It would also raise the pitch. Remember, size and shape are everything with sound. Now..."
*Rotates the Gaffophone away from the Tavern.*
"Observe."
*Gives the strings a moderate strum, creating a large standing wave (you might want to google it if you don't know what a standing wave is) in the sand.*
"A wave like that can cause severe mental disruption. After all, it vibrates your brain. Now, if you strum with more force, you can end up liquefying someone. A smaller one on the other hand... It would actually work, I've seen it happen. I think I can make a miniature version."
Woo, French comics!
...
I neglected to mention that the Tavern is out in the middle of a desert in the middle of nowhere, with a town not too far away.
Carn:
(so we've either got a teleporting town, or a teleporting tavern/armory/bunker)
(Carn) "Again, space, I don't have a lot of it. Is there a way to get this to be modified as some sort of horn? To be honest I'm not so good on string instruments. But I've played a variety of brass."
(this is actually accurate)
Meanwhile several kilometers to the north, a woman in a Anglean Marauder's dress uniform with Major rank markings is piloting a squid at ridiculous speed. The woman bears a striking resemblance to Ingur, red hair and a lithe athletic frame. However, its is visibly obvious this woman is somewhat older and currently pissed off. Major Gunhild Krell is soon to arrive.
George Mills:
George places on his goggles.
"Guys, if anyone can made this instrument into a smaller form it's Dowlais."
George looks down at the currently passed out body of Dowlais.
"Maybe not...so much for the legendary blacksmith Dowlais Steele."
Carn:
(Carn) waves his hand in front of Shaded's face, and noting the complete lack of reaction "And this is why I'm confident of winning with my recipe. I've drank so much I'm quite resistant to nightshade, so Nestor. I named you official ref, do I win?"
(Ingur) checks Dowlais's pulse "He's still breathing at least, dump him on a couch or something. Think I saw some blankets somewhere."
(Carn) "Anyone know exactly how big this place is? Does it even have a radio?"
(Ingur) face going as pale as bone "Uhhh Carn? I haven't been able to radio Gunhild......."
(Carn) "Soooo what your saying is, she hasn't heard back from you since you came to collect my dead body."
(Ingur) "That pretty much sums it up."
(Carn) "Koali for the love love of Bacon, we need to find a radio."
Now zipping over the town and heading directly for the Tavern, Gunhild parks the modified squid directly over the front door
(Carn) "To late, brace yourself lads."
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