Eight Arms To Pound Against My Forehead

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We said our goodbyes to the Plane of Earth, and made our preparations to travel to the Plane of Water. The elementals had promised to open our portal to a 'safe' part of that Plane, but I thought it wise to cast long-term water-breathing enchantment on all of us *before* stepping through the portal. Or in my case, glomping through, since I had shifted into octopus form in readiness. (I *do* like that one; octopuses are such pretty beasts, and cunning too.) And then we stepped through.

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