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I think, that I could maybe illuminate everyone.. she takes out a small leather bound notebook ..the "event" happened about two weeks ago and the Society found it "wise" to send a group of experienced agents, including the esteemed Thunderlips, myself and a couple other agents I don't wish to drag into this.
Carry starts reading from her journal, but after a couple of words her face becomes unusually red, and she keeps flipping to the next page.
Is it happens, we did defeat a creature associated with air, some truly monstrous things allegedly happened to another person in our group, but I can't really speak about the details since I was busy calibrating complicated machinery. What I can say, is that little to no blame can be placed on the esteemed Thunderlips, who - along with his mighty "rooster" - was dedicated to his study of ancient "Roadrunner" and coyote hunting simulations.
She looks around for this "Miss Hilary" who from the according to her research must be a relatively sensible but insanely high-spirited gnome.
So we freed the region from a creature that consisted of significant amounts of air, and while I do not regret this course of action (pummeling it until it dissipated) I have a solution that might reconcile this imbalance.
As we have all heard in the recent mandatory orientation seminars about those fascination fellows from the Concordance, balance is somewhat required. So I propose a missing, staffed with the finest "conflict resolution experts" the society can spare.
While that means that I might miss a number of events I volunteer myself to go and pummel as many mighty "earthy" creatures until the balance is restored. .. .. you know for Hilary
While some of her colleagues recall their trips to the plane of water with a certain level of dread, Carry ended up kinda liking the change to pummel or pin creatures of ridiculous size. This might result in her starting fights with mountains ^^