[i]Sure enough, something was coming. Out of the darkness inbetween the trees trotted a man the size of a grizzly. Despite the icy weather he was scantily clad, his hairy chest bare before the elements. What's more, he seemed to be wearing a pair of bright blue short shorts, Richard Simmons style. 
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He'd slow to a walk upon seeing the cryomancer, his sweaty face lighting up with a jolly grin. It was the sort of expression that could make one feel as if they had known him all their life.[/i]

[b]"Hrah! Not did Gonad know brisk evening jog route used by others. Come has Blue Man to run with Gonad, and tone glutes in ways of might!?"[/b]