Who knew leprechauns were so ticklish?

Plucking the feather from McFirten's cap, you use it on his bare feet. "Where is the gold, McFirten?"

"HAHAHAHAHA!! It's down here somewhere!!"

"Where?"

"HEEHEEHEEHEEHEE! I don't know! Honest!!"

"Liar!"

You are so busy tickling the leprechaun that you don't notice the spider until she sinks her fangs into your back and you pass out.

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