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Phaedra levels a withering glare at Rasputin, "I can see why you thought that prize tuber could have been a lute playing bard, on account of the lumpiness, but you've blown it this time." She squints at the cheese pond from a safe distance, considering, "Well, maybe that thing is just full up on gold potatoes... we should definitely kill it. But, not right now. Red, can't you use your stage tricks to set up a portal that comes back here, or like a talking map the memorizes this place? Either way we need to find that customer before we think about the loch ness munster."

"Stage tricks don't create magical portals—okay, here. How about I use a ghost sound to distract the monster so we can proceed to find our walking paycheck?"

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"Uh oh... Tanya's making that noise again. Way to go Red..." Phaedra mutters, adding, "I just know we're gonna get lost in some stupid rat hell and never find this place again."

Ruth prepares a Ghost Sound directed towards the end of the swamp that doesn't interfere with their rescue attempt. It's the sound of a Queselium tuber going, "BOY HOWDY, SURE DO ENJOY THIS HERE SWAMP FOR THIS HERE TUBING!" at the volume of a normal shouting voice.