Thread:Skyebreeze/@comment-5647250-20190202055153/@comment-5647250-20190202215650

Imp: (he smirks, hearing their words; however his stone mask hides the expression) My creation; a counterfeight; riches for those with nothing; the Star Money. (a single coin appears in his hand and he flips it out toward the open, false wishing well) Bring them to the ground. (as the single coin falls with a plop into the water, the three of them floating would suddenly find themselves unable to stay above the ground, landing back onto the earth)