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...and they spoke of the play to none other then the Queen herself! So Matt found himself sitting down at a table with his friends and Her Majesty, thinking that all was well in the world when the Queen turned to him and with a mischievous grin said, "So Ermenrich, forty inches I hear!"
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Matt was of course horrified and his face became as red a fire engine. But he managed to whimper out a, "Yes Your Majesty." "Earthworm... Willy was it?" the Queen replied with equal glee. "It was called Earthworm Jim, Your Majesty," Matt responded, sinking down into his seat. "Oh," was all the Queen said and dropped the subject.
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So Matt left the event feeling that some of that anonymity that he loved so dearly had left, but luckily he had some left... right? That was yet to be seen. For also sitting at that table was the quiet, but still malevolent Baron Mikhail Nikolaevich "THE VOICE OF CALONTIR."
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And so when Matt wrote an email to the heralds list thanking everyone involved with the fun event, Mikhail let the worm out of the bag, so to
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say. Soon word spread from Herald to Herald about the incident so that at that summer's Lilies War Matt found himself introducing himself twice only to be replied with, "Are you THE Ermenrich? From the Heralds list? Tell me, what exactly is this Earthworm Jim thing all about?"
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