Step right up to the Gnome workshop.
Oh good Sir I may have what you are asking for.
Lets see what we have here. A can. What a nice can you have there Sir. Oh my, it holds captive tuna inside. This is just up my ally. As you see I am err never mind what I do for a living. For you today I am your Tinker At Large!!
/Grabs the can out of his hands before he could blink.
/Cynnyn pulls out some paper and a tinkered writing device
/Cynnyn digs though her pile of junk (err Gold yes Gold)
Yes yes. Here we go.
/Cynnyn mutters
What is this for again?
Oh yes.
To open a can. It’s an odd thing this can.
/Cynnyn wonders what ill the tuna did to be banished to a can.
There fresh form the sea if I could only someway make a fishing pole that will catch fish or something rather than losing bate. Oh well that’s for another day.
Lets see here.
/Cynnyn eyes the can with a thick reading monocle.
/Cynnyn turns the can around and takes measurements
/Cynnyn draws on paper and scratches her head as she gnaws on a cookie
Well
/Cynnyn stops to ponder and mutters some more
If I take this lens here and attach it to this gizmo here.
and take some wire to bind it up to a stick here in front of the flame and take another lens.
/Cynnyn moves a pile of assorted items and grabs another lens.
And put it just a bit farther away I, Hey are you listing to me.
/Cynnyn taps her foot.
Ok where was I. Yes I can see the Light bend into a nice focused beam. Now we will need a much bigger Flame
/Cynnyn runs and dumps a bucket of water onto the smoldering hole that was burned though the side of her workshop
/Cynnyn grins a wicked grin. The onlookers looking thought the hole in the side of her workshop/
/Cynnyn mutters some more, it has to be BIGGER.
Ok, hand me that bamboo and wire and saltpeter over there.
/Cynnyn works her gnomish magic wrapping wire and bamboo and saltpeter together into a LARGE gnomish firework.
/Cynnyn adds the final touches; She attaches the lenses to the large and most dangerous firework.
Ok sir. This may take a day or 2 to free your trapped Tuna; I do hope they will be ok.
I would now ask EVERYONE to move at least 3 miles or farther away as I light this off.
If my calculations are correct this will put the 2 lenses up to where the mighty Gods are themselves are and will Focus the light from the left behind Elemental (aka sun). I shall name this a Space laser. Why it sounded good. /winks
/Cynnyn lights the fuse and runs for shelter.
/The might Rocket light up the night sky as it blasted into space and in doing so burned the ground for at least a mile radiuce
/Cynnyn with singed hair and burnt protective glasses she places the TUNA can on a platter that has been attached to some gears and bolts. There are 4 puppies in a cage on one of these large gears.
/As the town gathers to curse and lay blame on the little gnome for burning there crop fields to dust. She knows that that can will open. Oh yes it will open.
/Two days latter
/Cynnyn looks into the sky and at her pocket sundial and smiles.
Yes sir today is the day. Come with me to the bunker where it will be umm safer.
/Cynnyn goes out to the puppies what where happy to see her. She tied a bone just in front of the cage.
/The puppies started to run in the cage that was atop of a large gear. The tuna that has been stuck in a can by some evil power began to rotate around.
/Cynnyn runs for the bunker.
/The next few minutes will be history in the making she thought.
/All gathered in aww as an unnatural humm filled the air.
/BAM the air was torn apart as the might space laser was now active. So hard on the eyes to see, but one could make out a sharp beam was scorching the earth and cutting its way to the can.
Sir, Cynnyn yelled. Stay down.
The sharp beam etched its way to the can.
/Cynnyn begins to jump for joy. Yes yes she has freed the tuna!!
/Just as fast as the beam of light came to be it went.
/Cynnyn went out to the can.
/Sigh
Well sir. The tuna are still captive in the can. The Puppy powered Space laser didn't last long enough to reach the can.
/Just then Ceith wandered into the hoard of people around Cynnyn and the Client all dusty.
/Ceith wonders where the ditch in the crop field came from and eyes Cynnyn.
/Blasted Gnome Ceith shouted, there is a ditch thought the crop field out there. I almost fell into it.
/Ceith gabbed the can of trapped tuna and Cynnyn by the shoulders. Shoved the can into Cynnyns face.
Ceith: See here on the back of the can.. It says Pull-tab to open
/Ceith opens the can of rotting Tuna and hands it to Cynnyn
Cynnyn: But but where is the fun in that.
/Pull the tab Cynnyn mutters and hands the can to her client.
No charge Sir glad there free now. But they may need a bath; they have a bit of a stink to them.
/Cynnyn smiles and skips off to her workshop thinking of a puppy powered space laser fishing gizmo that may just fish.
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