I gots me a Druid. He summons things, and he kicks ass, thankyaverymuch. He may start playing with the shapeshifting stuff someday, but first he will amass a mighty army of furry friends. He's so much cooler than a Necromancer. Who wants a bunch of skeletons?

I've got wolves, and I've got ravens, and I've got a really cute little energy guy, and I've got a plant....What? What are you looking at me like that for? I love my horde. I try to be a leader they can respect. And you know what? I really think they do. Those plucky little scamps follow me everywhere. "OK, team! This way!"

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It is strange, though, the way everything is centered around the HAT lately. (Uh, note to the rest of the world: HAT are the initials of the people who live there. It takes a very long time to say "Vincent and Dante and Bob's place" over and over again. We're busy people. We just don't have that kind of time.) When Max was in town, he spent 90% of his time over there. I actually felt kinda bad about it, but I was always working, and he seemed to be having fun. Now Rijid's in town, and he's doing the same thing.

It's really funny, if you think about it. There is nothing in Cowtown. We know this. You know this. But hey, I hear the Flayer Jungle is really nice this time of year. Why don't you go hang out there? Take your next vacation in scenic Lut Gholein! Meet colorful local Deckard Cain, and "Stay awhile and listen!"

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