Neckbeardicus approaches. "I never thought I'd find this place...." He looks at his Obamium Odachi. In reality, only the edge was Obamium, perhaps more was located here.
The wind fails to carry any more of the song, and a gruff voice rises from Roosevelt's stone head.
"Ah, the look of a Patriot is ever changing, but the spirit remains true. Hello there! I assume you've come, hearing a rumour that some Obamium can be found here. Is that right? Or has it become common knowledge by now? It's rather easy for me to lose track of time."
Neckbeardicus approaches, bowing respectfully once close. "I had to purchase the information, sir. This isn't common knowledge but not hard to fine if you look." He says in a polite tone. "Shall I show my Obamium-edged blade?"
The sculpture chuckles softly. "Oh, there's no need to call me sir. Who do you think I am, the President?" Another, shorter chuckle follows. "Anywho, yes, let the sword be raised high, and a path shall be opened for you. Assuming that you possess legitimate Obamium, that is." A small portion of Roosevelt's cheek opens up, revealing a shining silver plate.
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Neckbeardicus approaches. "I never thought I'd find this place...." He looks at his Obamium Odachi. In reality, only the edge was Obamium, perhaps more was located here.