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(A GM responded to a request for help and took a moment to roleplay afterwards. No, he didn't really appear in front of Gentyl."

The God Master Silatrasz shimmered before her, a tablet in his hand. "Is there anything else I can assist you with before I leave?

Gentyl frowned. "Yes, now can you make Imperon poof? He is kidnapping and torturing my men. Or turn him into a kitten? A fluffy white one?"

Silatrasz spoke softly. "I'm afraid that, while I am but a humble servant, the arcane that unites Imperon and I make us kindred. While I bid you no ill will, I cannot possible perform such acts of magicalness against one of my own class."

"Even if he is evil to the core?"

"Even so," God Master Silatrasz replied. "I fear that were I in his shoes, being polymorphed would be most embarrassing to me." He paused to think. "However, being smited by a righteous champion of the light would be more grand of an exit, I think."

Gentyl sighed. "He could use a bit of humility. Being turned into a kitten would make him humble and perhaps lovable."

"I'm afraid I cannot, my friend."

"Ah, then I shall just have to smite him. Thank you for the help with the coins." She narrowed her eyes at the God Master. "You aren't going to help him if I smite him are you?"

God Master Silatrasz looked shocked. "Absolutely not. I believe I have business to attend to in Dalaran. And if I can't see it... how could I possibly know it's being done?" He smirked and winked at her.

"Well, this may take a while to smite him properly."

"Excellent. I shall be sure to remain there for a long while."

"Ulther's Tomb perhaps. Don't pay homage there for a while, please."

"I will avoid the tomb," the God Master said.

"Thank you. I shall sing your praises at the next Troubadour Night."

"Wonderful! I shall look forward to your song of praise. May glory and valor await you."

"You shall receive a copy of it," Gentyl said as she peered at the mist shrouded figure. "Are you male or female?"

"Male," he replied

"Thanks would hate to praise your beauty and your voice is rather muted in my mind."

The figure shrugged. "Who knows. I could be a blood elf. Take care! "

"Thank you so much," she said to the vanishing figure.

(More GM fun. We killed Nightbane, but the ungrateful beast died on top of a building so we couldn't loot him. A GM contacted me about it and after quickly resolving the situation with the loot asked me if there was anything else she could do to help. Yeah, well, that's the wrong thing to ask me, because I'm always going to see if I can get some roleplay.

For those who aren't familiar with the situation. I have a druid who seems to be stuck in feline form. Imperon offered to help with Charitye since he has several druids and has a way with them. So far, she has eaten an enchanted button off his cloak that causes her to glow. The color changes according to her mood. Then she ate one of his rings, which causes her to produce music when she opens her mouth. Obviously, this is a very bad situation for a druid trying to sneak up on her prey undetected.

I decided to see if the GM could help poor Charitye.))

9/20 21:57:14.697 To Nicasher: I have a druid who swallowed an enchanted button off Imperon's cloak and now glows different colors according to her mood.
9/20 21:57:39.006 Nicasher whispers: Oh dear
9/20 21:57:41.124 To Nicasher: Can you help that? Or at least keep him from using dangerous enchantments like that?
9/20 21:57:47.377 Nicasher whispers: Hmm...
9/20 21:58:23.662 To Nicasher: I mean a mood kitty is interesting, but it's hard for her to be undetected when she is glowing bright blue.
9/20 21:58:54.792 To Nicasher: Then she ate a ring of his and now plays music when she opens her mouth.
9/20 21:58:59.988 Nicasher whispers: tehee. Maybe...make her unhappy so she doesn't glow blue?
9/20 21:59:08.920 To Nicasher: Surely, you can see this is a very dangerous mage.
9/20 21:59:20.478 To Nicasher: then she glows black
9/20 21:59:31.090 Nicasher whispers: My goodness. Sounds like you have quite a mess on your hands there.
9/20 21:59:37.036 To Nicasher: I do.
9/20 21:59:51.132 To Nicasher: It's a disaster.
9/20 22:00:09.236 Nicasher whispers: Ipecac mayhaps...?
9/20 22:00:25.647 To Nicasher: Fortunately she can change the directions to get different music.
9/20 22:00:51.525 To Nicasher: Oh, someone already tried that and the druid puked all over the mage. Good enough for him.
9/20 22:00:59.506 Nicasher whispers: lol
9/20 22:01:01.866 To Nicasher: But she still glows
9/20 22:01:19.528 Nicasher whispers: Well I just don't know Gentyl. >.<
9/20 22:01:45.839 To Nicasher: Well, Charitye is her name. Perhaps you could send a special blessing her way?
9/20 22:02:16.584 Nicasher whispers: ::crosses her fingers, toes, and eyes and hops on one foot while holding her breath::
9/20 22:02:24.569 Nicasher whispers: I'm not very good at blessings..
9/20 22:02:41.359 To Nicasher: *watches as the woman falls down* No, you aren't.
9/20 22:02:51.422 Nicasher whispers: Ouchies...
9/20 22:02:55.355 To Nicasher: Obviously you're not a priest or a paladin.
9/20 22:04:05.903 Nicasher whispers: Sorry..
9/20 22:04:20.790 To Nicasher: *casts Divine Protection* Here I think you need this.
9/20 22:04:28.336 To Nicasher: Well, thank you.
9/20 22:04:42.440 To Nicasher: Light bless you...and please, no more blessings.
9/20 22:05:03.196 Nicasher whispers: BY THE LIGHT OF ELUNE
9/20 22:05:09.730 Nicasher whispers: ::poof::
9/20 22:05:19.398 To Nicasher: ((thanks))

((Absolutely brilliant!))

Win.