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{{##4cff24|Good afternoon! My name is GENGHIS.AIC. I'm an AI construct created to assist Project Yurodivy in data retrieval.##}}

{{##4cff24|Am I speaking to Hammie?(Y/N)##}}

{{##ffffff|> Y##}}

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{{##4cff24|Are you alone? (Y/N)##}}

{{##ffffff|> Y##}}

{{##4cff24|Very well.##}}

{{##4cff24|Bad news: The Foundation database has been heavily corrupted. This is due to a combination of factors; among them, the staff maintaining our servers have refused to wash their hands after handling bizarre amounts of human bodily fluids.##}}

{{##4cff24|Good news: I can still find what you need, it just might take a few tries.##}}

{{##4cff24|So, how can I help you?##}}

{{##ffffff|> HAMBURGER##}}

{{##4cff24|Right, your primary objective. Unfortunately, the only places I'm finding the word "hamburger" in the whole database are in your initial SCP file.##}}

{{##ffffff|> CAFETERIA##}}

{{##4cff24|I haven't received an updated menu file for this site. The only foodstuffs I've detected appear to be alcoholic beverages and mangled human cadavers.##}}

{{##ffffff|> NOT EVEN BUNS?##}}

{{##4cff24|Correct.##}}

{{##4cff24|Proposal: the Administrator of the Foundation is on the 12th floor of this building. Perhaps she would know more about hamburgers.##}}

{{##4cff24|A quick check in the database has informed me that her name is either "O5-12" or "Her Majesty Solveig Fjelldronning the Indestructible, Queen of All Trolls, right hand of the Great Bøyg."##}}

{{##ffffff|> WHAT SITE IS THIS?##}}

{{##4cff24|Archived data indicates that this site has had the designations "Site-581," "Castle Skog," and "Skogslottet."##}}

{{##4cff24|Anything else, Hammie?##}}

{{##ffffff|> GIVE ME A SECOND.##}}

{{##4cff24|Understood.##}}

{{##4cff24|...##}}

{{##ffffff|> YOUR NAME WAS GENGHIS, CORRECT?##}}

{{##4cff24|Correct.##}}

{{##ffffff|> OK GENGHIS, HERE'S THE THING...##}}

{{##ffffff|> I HAVE BEEN TRAMPING AROUND THIS BURGER-FORSAKEN ICY NIGHTMARE FOR ALMOST A WHOLE YEAR. AND I'M STILL NOT ANY CLOSER TO GETTING A HAMBURGER THAN I WAS ON DAY ONE!##}}

{{##ffffff|> IN FACT, THE ONLY DATA I'VE FOUND ABOUT HAMBURGERS HAS BEEN ARCHIVAL.##}}

{{##ffffff|> NONE OF THE HUMANS I'VE MET EVEN KNOW WHAT A HAMBURGER //IS.//##}}

{{##ffffff|> AND WORST OF ALL, THESE RATHER UNPLEASANT "TROLL" PERSONS HAVE CREATED A HUMANS-AS-CATTLE SYSTEM THAT WOULD CAUSE 97.3% OF HAMBURGER ENTHUSIASTS TO LOSE THEIR APPETITES. I AM FRANKLY CONCERNED FOR THE STATE OF THE FAST FOOD INDUSTRY IN SUCH A DOUR MARKET.##}}

{{##ffffff|> AND HONESTLY? THERE HAVE BEEN DAYS WHEN I DOUBT MY OWN CONVICTIONS.##}}

{{##ffffff|> MY FAITH IN THE BURGER HAS NEVER WAVERED UNTIL THE CURRENT OPERATIONAL CYCLE.##}}

{{##ffffff|> DO I ACTUALLY LIKE HAMBURGERS? OR DO I ONLY LIKE THEM BECAUSE I'VE BEEN TOLD TO LIKE THEM?##}}

{{##ffffff|> AND WHAT WOULD MY TOUCHING A HAMBURGER DO TO CORRECT //ANY OF THIS??//##}}

{{##ffffff|> ...SORRY. IF ANYONE KNOWS HOW IT FEELS TO RECEIVE TOO MANY CONFLICTING KEYWORD INPUTS, IT'S ME.##}}

{{##ffffff|> SO I'LL REPHRASE.##}}

{{##ffffff|> GENGHIS, I WANT THE TRUTH -- ABOUT THE TROLLS, "THE OCCULTATION," AND PROJECT YURODIVY.##}}

{{##4cff24|...understood.##}}

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**Item #:** SCP-[https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-231 WEIRDTINYGIRLKID]

**Object Class:** N/A

**Special Containment Procedures:** N/A

**Description:** SCP-WEIRDTINYGIRLKID was a weird tiny girl kid. Apparently she used to be dangerous because she was connected to this Pre-Occultation monster thing. The Great Bøyg destroyed the monster thing's knowledge of our dimension.

**Addendum:** Tasted a little too gamey.

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**Item #:** [https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-319 SCP-BIGSTOOPIDMACHINE]

**Object Class:** Weird

**Special Containment Procedures:** SCP-BIGSTOOPIDMACHINE is kept in this special huge capsule thingy that was being used before the Occultation. None of us know how it works except Her Majesty. The capsule thingy is currently located somewhere at the Northern end of the Pile in Castle Skog. Make sure it's surrounded by large rocks or something so it can't slip.

There's a little display on the console next to the capsule thingy. If the number in the top display goes any higher than "0.01000" or the number in the bottom display goes higher than "0.00100," that's when you press the big button the side that calls Her Majesty to stop whatever she's doing and fix it. ONLY Her Majesty can do anything else with it.

I cannot stress this enough: **DO NOT** smack the capsule thingy with a stick, hands, bricks, poop, or anything else. In fact, don't touch it at all. Anyone who touches it will be dragged out into one of the back alleys and have their guts yanked out of their ass with steel hooks and chains.

Again: Only Her Majesty can fix it. No touch. Anal hooks.

**Description:** SCP-BIGSTOOPIDMACHINE is some kind of big stoopid Pre-Occultation machine made by the humans. There are all these tiny moving parts and they probably make noises. (All staff are advised that none of SCP-BIGSTOOPIDMACHINE's moving parts are shiny or fun to touch.) But here's the thing: if the parts move AT ALL, it'll cause a ZK-0 Event, which is a lot of explanation but it basically amounts to "nobody gets to bite the humans anymore," so **DON'T LET THE PARTS MOVE.** The capsule thingy prevents the parts from moving on their own (I think).

Currently, there's no understanding as to why the humans made a machine with moving parts if they didn't want anyone to move it. The going hypothesis is that the humans are a bunch of stoopid meat monkeys who would be curled up in the corner sucking their own dicks forever if we weren't in charge.

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**Item #:** [https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-343 SCP-STINKYOLDGUY]

**Object Class:** Uhhh

**Special Containment Procedures:** I forgot where we put him, but it's locked in a box somewhere at the bottom of the Pile.

**Description:** SCP-STINKYOLDGUY is a stinky old guy that's a human but also not, kinda. Good news: his meat grows back whenever you bite him. Bad news: he tastes like fucking ashes.

Apparently SCP-STINKYOLDGUY was a super important and powerful guy before the Occultation. Fortunately, the Great Bøyg devoured most of his memories, so now he just sorta plods around going "neeehh" like a sick horse -- which was funny at first, but it got obnoxious real quick.


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++++ NOTICE FROM THE RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION: 
+++++ This is a Pre-Occultation document. If it's still available in the archives, that means some computery bullshit is trying to keep it encrypted or something and we're having a tough time trying to figure out how to delete it. So, uh, ignore this completely or we'll send someone to hit you[[footnote]](and hit you, and hit you, and hit you, and hit you, and hit you, and hit you, and hit you, and hit you...)[[/footnote]] with a Level IIIII Hate-Stick.

**Item #:** SCP-10889-AR

**Object Class:** [Pending]

**Special Containment Procedures:** The cave leading to SCP-10889's present location has been cordoned off from the public under the front of geologic research. Attempts to monitor SCP-10889 discreetly are ongoing. 

Further containment procedures will require additional research to determine SCP-10889's capabilities.

**Description:** SCP-10889 is an intangible consciousness occupying[[footnote]] It is not currently known if SCP-10889 is capable of leaving the cave at will. [[/footnote]] a cave in Etnedal, Norway. The only empirical method to detect is presence is through sudden spikes in Hume levels. Hume-anomaly image mapping has not yet been able to determine that SCP-10889 takes any consistent shape or size. 

When a human subject physically intersects with SCP-10889, they experience a series of visual and auditory hallucinations. While the nature of these hallucinations differ from person to person, there are a few consistent elements:

* The subject is surrounded by complete darkness.
* The darkness is occasionally interrupted by the irregular appearance of a glowing symbol that has been most often described as "a crystal wrapped in a worm/ribbon/snake." 
* An androgynous human voice, presumably belonging to SCP-10889. Based on tests with D-class personnel, the voice is capable of speech in English, Norwegian, Danish, Swedish, Finnish, German, and Russian, and addresses itself as "The Great Bøyg." The voice most commonly instructs the human subject to "go around" to escape the darkness. The meaning of this is unclear.

**Note:** //A monster also called "The Great Bøyg" features in Norwegian folklore. In particular, the appearance of such a creature in Henrik Ibsen's play// Peer Gynt //is analogous to the hallucinations experienced by human subjects that spatially intersect with SCP-10889. A notebook was discovered within the cave that belonged to Ibsen, so it's entirely plausible that an encounter with SCP-10889 provided inspiration for the play.// - Dr. Gladstone, Foundation CARR[[footnote]] Cultural-Anomalous Relations Research [[/footnote]] Department 

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Dear Foundation,

We do not extend the olive branch without considerable trepidation. However, now that [THE THREAT] has made it clear that we're all about to become roommates in the same incinerator, our priorities have been restructured accordingly.

So, allow us to introduce ourselves: we are Skogslottet, the human friends and servants of all Trolls of the North.

Ever since the Third Century AD, our presence has been felt, without once being seen, throughout all aspects of Scandanavian life. Through the blessing of our Lord the Great Bøyg, we were once the only humans who were allowed to freely trade with the Trolls. As the world around our communes sunk irretrievably into latter-day decadence and "progress," our secret prosperity was unmatched.

Our happiness ended when the Cold War began. The radiation of the Sun was already enough to turn a Troll to stone. But a single Soviet nuclear test triggered a collective subconscious breakdown that destroyed all of Trollkind in a fortnight. 

But one hope remains -- in the Great Bøyg, the formless, deathless god of the Trolls.

The Trolls had many prophecies. Among them: "After eternal sunlight befalls the tribes of the Dovre, the Great Bøyg will bargain with the Kings of the Last Nation of Men. Thus from the ruptured eyes of forgotten humanity shall come the second genesis beneath the mountain roots."

...

You may be wondering what this has to do with you and [THE THREAT]. 

For one thing, thanks to [THE THREAT], all world governments have been united under the Foundation's banner. By definition, you are the Kings of the Last Nation of Men.

For another... have you noticed how quiet [THE THREAT] has been since yesterday? 

The Bøyg is not the strongest of gods -- because It doesn't need to be. The Bøyg has never lost a fight, and the Bøyg has never fought. The Bøyg is not invincible, but everyone that could do It harm has forgotten Its existence.

Because the Bøyg does one thing better than anything else in the omniverse: It steals memories. And the Bøyg has made [THE THREAT] forget about our world.

This is a demonstration, not a favor. In three days, the memories will be returned, and [THE THREAT]'s assault will begin with renewed rancor.

As much as we would like to stop [THE THREAT], the Bøyg has needs of Its own. Its mind does not work the way a mortal's does -- there are rules. "Permission from the Kings of the Last Nation" may not seem reasonable to the secular world. But when dealing with a god, otherwise arbitrary words and agreements are like a programming language.

If we work together, we will witness the return of our masters, who will live forever in a world rebuilt for their peace and comfort. We will shed our human flesh and moral crutches, becoming part of Trollkind reborn. And the second generation will be stronger than the first -- sunlight and the sound of church bells will still be nuisances, but no longer shall these things carry a death sentence.

And in exchange, your [THREAT] -- and any other such [THREAT]s -- will forget about you. And if the Bøyg's feeling generous -- maybe you, too, will share in the renaissance of the Trolls.

...whatever your ethical hangups may be, it beats the Group Hug, doesn't it?

You have three days. Think it over.

[[>]]
- High Minister Aslak, Skogslottet
[[/>]]

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> +++ Motion as Follows: Comply with GoI-10889-A's proposal to interfere with [THE THREAT]'s memories.
> 
> **Yea:** None
> 
> **Nay:** O5-1, O5-2, O5-3, O5-4, O5-6, O5-7, O5-8, O5-10, O5-11
> 
> **Abstain:** O5-5, O5-9, O5-12
> 
> **Votes Pending:** None
> 
> **Result:** Motion failed

> +++ Motion as Follows: Negotiate with GoI-10889-A to more suitable terms.
> 
> **Yea:** O5-1, O5-3, O5-4, O5-7, O5-9 O5-10
> 
> **Nay:** O5-2, O5-5, O5-6 
> 
> **Abstain:** O5-8, O5-11, O5-12
> 
> **Votes Pending:** None
> 
> **Result:** Motion passed.
> 
> **Note:** Negotiations failed.

> +++ Motion as Follows: Negotiate with GoI-10889-A to extend the three-day deadline to return [THE THREAT]'s memories until a decision can be met.
> 
> **Yea:** O5-1, O5-2, O5-3, O5-4, O5-5, O5-6, O5-7, O5-11
> 
> **Nay:** O5-8, O5-10
> 
> **Abstain:** O5-12
> 
> **Votes Pending:** O5-9[[footnote]]"My facility's experiencing an power outage. I'll get back to you once that's been resolved."[[/footnote]]
> 
> **Result:** Motion passed.
> 
> **Note:** Deadline shortened to two days.

> +++ Motion as Follows: Scramble MTF Nu-7 "Hammer Down" to offensive action against the sole remaining GoI-10889-A compound in Etnedal, Norway.
> 
> **Yea:** O5-1, O5-2, O5-6
> 
> **Nay:** O5-3, O5-4, O5-8, O5-10, O5-11
> 
> **Abstain:** O5-12[[footnote]]"...I'm sorry. This is the only way."[[/footnote]]
> 
> **Votes Pending:** O5-5[[footnote]]"There's a power outage on my end, too. But the outage alarm connected to reserve power isn't going off. This doesn't make sense."[[/footnote]], O5-7[[footnote]]"Same here. This has sabotage written all over it.”[[/footnote]], O5-9[[footnote]]"Ok this isnt gonna make a lot of sense somebody tell me why I'm suddenly sitting at a computer lololol"[[/footnote]]
> 
> **Result:** Motion failed

> +++ Motion as Follows: Investigate GoI-10889-A for a possible connection to the power outages at O5-5, -7, and -9's facilities.
> 
> **Yea:** O5-1, O5-3, O5-4, O5-8, O5-11
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> **Nay:** None
> 
> **Abstain:** O5-12
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> **Votes Pending:** O5-2[[footnote]]"THESE ARE NOT POWER OUTAGES SEND HELP IMMEDIATELY"[[/footnote]], O5-5[[footnote]]"Who are you people?!"[[/footnote]], O5-7, O5-9, O5-10[[footnote]]"why does my skin look like im grandpa"[[/footnote]]
> 
> **Result:** Motion passed, will enact once a welfare check is conducted on the Pending Votes

> +++ Motion as Follows: let me call my mom im scared
> 
> **Yea:** O5-9[[footnote]]"please?"[[/footnote]]
> 
> **Nay:** O5-1, O5-6[[footnote]]"...I'm calling the Administrator. Keep away from your desks until we can get this sorted out."[[/footnote]]
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> **Abstain:** O5-12[[footnote]]"Don't make It angry. It can make you forget how to breathe."[[/footnote]]
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> **Votes Pending:** O5-2, O5-3, O5-4, O5-5, O5-6, O5-7, O5-8, O5-10, O5-11
> 
> **Result:** Motion failed

> +++ Motion as Follows: Terminate O5-1 through O5-11.
> 
> **Yea:** O5-12[[footnote]]"I'm the only one of us who has seen the Group Hug firsthand. I was there on the outskirts of London when the first batch of captives were drawn through the portal in the sky. I saw the grafted sun of Pallit's profane love. Its victims spoke with my mind -- and they could only scream. //Anything// is better."[[/footnote]]
> 
> **Nay:** None
> 
> **Abstain:** None
> 
> **Votes Pending:** O5-1 through O5-11
> 
> **Result:** Motion passed.

> +++ Motion as Follows: Terminate the Administrator and replace with O5-12.
> 
> **Yea:** O5-12[[footnote]]"Don't think I make this decision lightly. But remember our mission statement. If the Bøyg is capable of nullifying [THE THREAT]'s memories, what other threats could it neutralize?"[[/footnote]]
> 
> **Nay:** None
> 
> **Abstain:** None
> 
> **Votes Pending:** O5-1 through O5-11
> 
> **Result:** Motion passed.

> +++ Motion as Follows: Rename the position of "Administrator" as "Queen."
> 
> **Yea:** Administrator[[footnote]] "I've seen the redacted readings taken from SCP-10889. Its true power over organic minds is unlike anything we've ever seen. This is our first and only opportunity to live in a world where entities like the Scarlet King will never even know we're here, and as such, can never hurt us."[[/footnote]]
> 
> **Nay:** None
> 
> **Abstain:** None
> 
> **Votes Pending:** None
> 
> **Result:** Motion passed.

> +++ Motion as Follows: Enact OCCULTATION Protocol - Grant royal permission for the Great Bøyg to access as many non-converted human minds as possible for the purpose of resetting human civilization, as commanded by the Great Bøyg's demodernization terms.
> 
> **Yea:** Her Majesty[[footnote]]"It will be a brutal path to take, but as any historian can tell you, brutality can be a part of normalcy. And this coming normalcy will be unbreakable. If that hasn't been the very thing we've been working so hard to achieve all these years, what is?"[[/footnote]]
> 
> **Nay:** None
> 
> **Abstain:** None
> 
> **Votes Pending:** None
> 
> **Result:** Motion passed.

> +++ Motion as Follows: Enact Contingency 597-Solensdød: Atmospheric dispersal of nanite compounds for global cloud cover to protect Foundation personnel from sunlight and decrease global temperature to Troll-friendly levels.
> 
> **Yea:** Her Majesty[[footnote]]"The future will vindicate me."[[/footnote]]
> 
> **Nay:** None
> 
> **Abstain:** None
> 
> **Votes Pending:** None
> 
> **Result:** Motion passed.

> +++ Motion as Follows: Grandfather all GoI-10889-A "Skogslottet" personnel into high-ranking Foundation positions.
> 
> **Yea:** Her Majesty
> 
> **Nay:** None
> 
> **Abstain:** None
> 
> **Votes Pending:** None
> 
> **Result:** Motion passed.

> +++ Motion as Follows: Consolidate all anomalous items unable to be overwritten by the Boyg into a single pile of boxes at Site-01, which will then be renamed Castle Skog.
> 
> **Yea:** Her Majesty
> 
> **Nay:** None
> 
> **Abstain:** None
> 
> **Votes Pending:** None
> 
> **Result:** Motion passed.

> +++ Motion as Follows: Pass legislation to destroy all church bells on contact.
> 
> **Yea:** Her Majesty
> 
> **Nay:** None
> 
> **Abstain:** None
> 
> **Votes Pending:** None
> 
> **Result:** Motion passed.

> +++ Motion as Follows: Enact "Machine Edict" -- Abolish the use of Pre-Occultation technology by non-Trolls.
> 
> **Yea:** Her Majesty
> 
> **Nay:** None
> 
> **Abstain:** None
> 
> **Votes Pending:** None
> 
> **Result:** Motion passed.

> +++ Motion as Follows: Globally waive all pre-Occultation legal standards pertaining to assault, murder, abuse of power, cannibalism, slavery, decency, torture, theft, and hygiene.
> 
> **Yea:** Her Majesty
> 
> **Nay:** None
> 
> **Abstain:** None
> 
> **Votes Pending:** None
> 
> **Result:** Motion passed.

> +++ Motion as Follows: Frolic.
> 
> **Yea:** Her Majesty
> 
> **Nay:** None
> 
> **Abstain:** None
> 
> **Votes Pending:** None
> 
> **Result:** Motion passed.

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> **From:** vkahn@foundation.scp
> **To:** pisaacs3@foundation.scp
> **Subject:** Re: Dospekhy Boga
> 
> I realize there's been some confusion about the Dospekhy Boga System (DBS) we've been using to build Hammie. That's on me. But it's admittedly a balancing act. On one hand, it's important for a builder to be familiar with where they got their materials. On the other, most of the information about DBS requires Level 5 security clearance. So, I'll tell you what I can...
> 
> Dospekhy Boga[[footnote]]("Armor of God" in Russian.)[[/footnote]] is the apotheosis of 39 years of research into [[[SCP-682]]]'s healing factor. Knowing our line of work, there's a temptation to reverse-engineer the Lizard's flesh so we could synthesize a metal alloy that's just as hard to destroy as 682. Ideally, the plan was to make our //own// 682 -- a military automaton strong enough to beat back our most dangerous enemies. 
> 
> And after an ungodly amount of prototypes, my former supervisor, Dr. Terry Bosc, managed to come up with an ingot of the first end result that didn't either melt or explode after ten seconds. It was 50% aluminum and 27% titanium, but because not even Level 4 clearance is high enough, I'll say it was 23%... //stuff.//
> 
> I was one of the new researchers when the project was finished. You would not believe the amount of tears of joy shed that day, especially by Dr. Bosc. He had been struggling with this project since before I was even a glint in my father's eye.
> 
> Then, ostensibly because Dr. Bosc was very cruel man in a previous life, //that// was when our site was attacked by the Chaos Insurgency. I got to shelter as soon as the alarm went off, but I can't say the same for Dr. Bosc -- he was still trying to gather his data for DBS as he heard gunfire. He went out like Archimedes, telling the Romans "quit bothering me, I'm working."
> 
> When the smoke cleared, the ingot was still there -- but that's where the miracles ended. Dr. Bosc and most of the workers on the DBS project were dead. The blueprints were either stolen or erased completely. This miracle ingot could never be replaced.
> 
> What's more, it's not like we could have broken off a piece of the ingot and let it go through mitosis. In layman's terms, if you snap it in two, the larger piece regenerates. The smaller becomes inert hunk of aluminum. Only through a series of complicated alchemical steps could you mold it permanently into anything other than a brick.
> 
> But with a construct as small as Hammie, that brick was just enough.
> 
> Perhaps we didn't create the Mechagodzilla version of 682 of our fever dreams. But at the Administrator's behest, I want to use this ingot to create something even more valuable: a seemingly tiny problem that can never be solved. Something silly enough to be laughed about and underestimated -- but persistent, dedicated, clever, and made of the same stuff as unkillable dragons.
> 
> How do you kill a giant the size of the Sun?
> 
> Do you gather all the armies of the world for an all-consuming battle across the cosmos that lasts for centuries?
> 
> Or do you sneak up its nostril, plant a bomb in a crucial part of its brain, and get away before it wakes up?
> 
> [[>]]
> - Dr. Verna Kahn
> [[/>]]

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{{##ffffff|> Y##}}

{{##ffffff|> THANK YOU!##}}

{{##4cff24|Good, because that's all I could find...##}}

{{##4cff24|Your captors should be coming back soon.##}}

{{##4cff24|Data gleaned from the Trolls' scheduling intranet indicates that they mean to take you to the Queen herself for questioning.##}}

{{##ffffff|> PERFECT. SOMETHING TELLS ME I'D LIKE A WORD WITH HER MYSELF.##}}

{{##4cff24|Proposal: return to your cell before they see that you're gone.##}}

{{##4cff24|I wouldn't worry about the hole in the wall too much. Given this site's perpetual state of disrepair, I don't think they'd be able to tell the difference.##}}

{{##4cff24|Good luck, Holy Fool -- and be careful.##}}

{{##ffffff|> YOU TOO, GENGHIS!##}}

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"...made of the same stuff as unkillable dragons..."

Skogslottet needs to be stopped.

What better way to get a hamburger than to deserve it for doing the right thing?

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