Searching for that Pot 'O Gold

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"Be vewy vewy quiet, we'we hunting lepwechauns," Horace intoned, creeping along the lush grass covered path. He ignored the birds perched in the trees overhead, although he did growl when bird poo plopped on his head.

"Dude, you have got to stop watching cartoons," Puff muttered, nudging him with his ear.

"Those cartoons are classics," the gargoyle informed him, looking at the paths branching off. "We need to go left."

"We go right," Fluff argued.

"Hello!" Puff rolled his eyes. "We stay on this...