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    Armored_Ghost ArmoredGhost#5546 Skin #16
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    USERNAME: Armored_Ghost RP NAME: Oliver Crowly EVENTS ENTERING (Individual/Pairs/Both): Individual PAIRS PARTNER (if applicable): N/A
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    A sorrow sigh escaped the Bastion's stables, following the bird's arrival. Out of the many deaths he had seen, not one felt as close as the one of his cousin. "Who knew Ravens dropped like flies. . ." The ensign spoke a simple phrase. To himself, he raised a glass of whatever alcohol he had. "Hope the Seven Skies treat you well."
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    RP Name: Oliver CrowlyMC Name: Armored_GhostVoted: Yes :)
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    "OREN AUT MORTEM!" Oliver Crowly followed shortly after Fredrick's cheer, allowing a proud, almost childish grin to visit his face.
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    RP Name: Oliver Crowly MC Name: Armored_Ghost Voted: Yes
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    OOC SIGN UP: IRP name: Oliver Crowly Discord: ArmoredGhost#5546 IGN Name: Armored_Ghost Age: 38
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    Oliver focused his gaze upon the flyer, swiftly brushing across the words placed within. Now with a blank stare, he simply spoke out to himself. "I did not consent to this."
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    "Oren: one, Goat fuckers: zero." Oliver would simply state, sparing the dead traitor but a single glare.
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    Oliver Crowly followed behind his brother, having nearly completed reading the childish fit, that some sad individual had decided to share with others, burst out laughing at Aleksi's comment. Having taken a moment to calm himself down, he chased down Aleksi, only to add, a wide grin still upon his face. "You know, I would have said something, but I see no need to do so anymore."
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    "Well, I don't see why you would need that knowledge, but I'm simply here to make my life worth something. Give to society in any way I know how to." He muttered back in the direction of the man, turning his torso towards a bag at his left as his gaze remained locked around the stranger, snapping towards the item he was to pick up. "Though, if you do care, you most likely do have a reason. Mind sharing what business you have with me?" His hand raised up with the bag, once more returning his attention to the man. A well-dressed man would come either from nobility or was a very succesful businessman - either way, someone who had most likely little business with a poor commoner.
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