There is definitely room for shenanigans with that head.
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The cold blue eyes of the head lock on the fighter. The face contorts as the lips strain to break the thread sealing them. With a rip the seams give and a sepulchral voice emerges. ”The next time you are this unhelpful, the old woman here is going to stuff me in your bedroll for a goodnight kiss.” The head’s eyes shut and the thread reseals the lips. |