"The Sire Of All Satyrs, His Majesty, Barnabas Amplehorn" is on Royal Progress across Wraith Crags, DF & has requested permission to enter. He has ever been my friend & ally & though he has teeth, would never draw my blood. Seated on a Throne carved of a Great Oak & kindly supplied with copious amounts of the very best from Friar Inebrious's Wine Cellar, Barnabas is relaxing in the cooling afternoon shade. His ever present Pan Pipes are close at hand, slung behind his shoulder & because youngsters are still scampering about, his generous & anatomically correct proportions are discreetly hidden...for the moment!
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