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Eating house and home.

As you reach the clearing, a sweet scent reaches your nose, and despite being a fair distance behind them you suddenly catch up and overtake Rodger and Remy, "GINGERBREAD!" you yell. "Crap, stop him!" yells Rodger, but he is far to late, as you hunger fueled dash propels you beyond his grasp and into the icing shutter of he house, which you chop down on in glee.a scaly claw then grabs you, but this time your ready, sinking you teeth into in and biting so hard you manage to penetrate the scales. "OW!? That hurt!" yells Roger, more hurt that you would bite him, but you have already returned to the candy house of deliciousness.

"I don't think we're going to be able to pry him away just yet," says Remy, "Not it hour losing something in the process. Besides, we should find the books first, or we'll be trying to hold him back all day. At least this will keep him occupied while we look." Remy walks to the hole Rodger had made the last time you were here. "I guess so," says Rodger, nursing his bite, "I hope he comes to his senses before he bursts."

The two of them search through the bookshelves, coming across many recipe books, spell books, and the like with no luck while you gorge on the candy construction. It is not until several hours later that Remy perks up after reading a dusty volume from the back row. "Aha! King Midas, curse with the golden touch Bid to bathe in the river Pactolas, which washed away his curse and freed him from his greed" He snaps the book shut sending up a small dust cloud, "and if ever there was a curse of greed, this would be one."

"that's great... Where is it?" says Rodger. Remy looks a little nervous at this part."remember that Troll Bridge I mentioned?" He stars, but is inturrupted, "Hey guys!?" you call. The to of he suddenly realize hey hadn't checked on you in a while and rush out, dismayed to see every scrap of gingerbread has been gnawed from thrir wooden frames. "Do we know where another one of these is?"

The two look dumbfounded at you. All of you...


Written by Spots

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