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It's time to seek the Monk of Chaos living in an old Goblin House in the Astral Plane.
Once a triangle drawn a pure boundary,
that outside let allure run free,
Place the destined sigil at its core,
Outside corners the threesome magic restore,
passage to their trecherous tent: The PENTAGRAM
There once was a stag, hard, straight, he true,
Who cavorted with crown and bell he do
Their union, obscene,
Was a scandalous scene—
A wild threesome affair hailed as The CIRCLE
There once was a coal, pink and unique,
That beckoned with whispers antique.
On a wall, scratch a door,
Let your magic pour,
Unveiling the lore of— the Square
By Dungeon Dads4.9
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It's time to seek the Monk of Chaos living in an old Goblin House in the Astral Plane.
Once a triangle drawn a pure boundary,
that outside let allure run free,
Place the destined sigil at its core,
Outside corners the threesome magic restore,
passage to their trecherous tent: The PENTAGRAM
There once was a stag, hard, straight, he true,
Who cavorted with crown and bell he do
Their union, obscene,
Was a scandalous scene—
A wild threesome affair hailed as The CIRCLE
There once was a coal, pink and unique,
That beckoned with whispers antique.
On a wall, scratch a door,
Let your magic pour,
Unveiling the lore of— the Square

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