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The average sorcerer had a wide array of spells ready to help in the
medical arts. Belboz slapped a blood-clotting spell on Fred's nose area,
then moved in to try and grab the dragon. They had to get the nose back
soon. A delay of too long and the flesh would deterioate, making it
useless. "Where are you, Ug?" called the wizard as he leapt off a giant pile of silve. "Come back here and help us!" "Up yours with a bale of hay!" called the drawf as he stuffed his pockets with gold. Fred flung a crown at the dragon. It conked him on the head and he dropped the nose. Now the only deal was to subdue the three foot high dragon so they could get the nose back on Fred.
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