[ Lambert's strategy works. Strange lets out a yelp of surprise as Lambert's tail hits him which quickly turns into a noise of indignation as Lambert steals the quill. The quill itself radiates magic. And, if Lambert decides to write anything with it, he'll find that the quill produces his own ink...which is magically siphoned off from the blood of whomever's currently writing it.
Surpriiiiise it's a creepy blood quill. And unsurprisingly, Strange doesn't want to get yelled at about the fact that he's using a creepy blood quill in the first place. ]
Give that back! [ he complains, as he practically lunges over the table in an attempt to grab the quill from Lambert's hands. ]
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Surpriiiiise it's a creepy blood quill. And unsurprisingly, Strange doesn't want to get yelled at about the fact that he's using a creepy blood quill in the first place. ]
Give that back! [ he complains, as he practically lunges over the table in an attempt to grab the quill from Lambert's hands. ]