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    Spuds sat at Mush-Burger eating famous Babblebrookian sandwich known as a mush burger. No qualms were heard yet
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    Teach me paladinism? :)) real question: how did you think of the wanderess and all that community?
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    Dhen looked at it’s very empty schedule and went to try and mark down this time and date to attend
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    Dhen sat down at its favorite Balian bench [the one right of the notice board] and thought over the court. It was a show for sure, but it was a day to remember for certain. The respect of the people now in its hands, a treasure to hold close. “I wonder why he simply didn’t accept the truth of the matter with grace. Logic doesn’t seem to be the universal key. How tragic.”
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    Daal cackled, falling to the ground and rolled around in laughter “SAR-RIN SHOULD SHOULD PAY GIVE MORE RAKKIR YUM YUMS! KEEP KEEP ALLY THINGS THAT WAY WAY!”
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    @BakedPotato get the crayons
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    This new shamanism write looks amazing!
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    “Seems I won’t be wasting my time then. Gratitude towards the law system of this nation.” Dhen spoke out as it returned back to holding a blunt and awkward conversation with a passing by citizen
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    Dhen read on, having accidentally torn a bit of its own copy when flipping through the pages. The thing was impressed at the quality and ease on the eyes of the reader “I must reach out to this Cosima the print smith.”
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    Walking through the streets of Balian under the sun tread the grey monster, Dhen. With a copy of the advertisement held high for all to see while announcing the same message every new streets it turns to walk down “She offers intelligent ideas and advice when you do not understand. Speak to her.”
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    This guy gets it, chat
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    P.S. get ready for every month for Dio to do a mass coven doomer ping in the discord and say it’s so over. It’s fine it isn’t over the next day he will be fine like nothing happened
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    Spuds caught wind of his once friend’s death. He took out from his seemingly endless pockets a necklace he had not worn for years. He looked over the brilliantly gleaming silver that the well made and kept necklace possessed. He looked at the cookie designed front and then with one finger rotated it around and read the name on the back. He held with him no regret, not a single doubt in his mind he would have changed a thing “And that leaves two more to wait on. It won’t be long now.” He would put the necklace back in his ratty pocket and then lean back onto his horde. A look of contemplation washing over his face.
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    Spuds acted swiftly. Knocking on every door in Babblebrook to share the news. He had to get all his sweet toothed friends in on this
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    A tiny devil read on and groaned. Dawning his disguise of a fake yam nose and stolen glasses.
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    I agree with tree above me. It would depend on who or what is being followed at the time. Maybe a silly goblin cracking jokes, or a serious knight bent on doing the right thing. This server has such a variety on it that it depends on the lens you view each thing through
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    THIS is for Irene, thee rotund, white-fleshed, putrid smelling bacon-did-feed wench, why thee TOOK mine beloved's eyes out and flayed them, beat them to nigh death whilst their back was turned, thy TRIFLING, FILTHY, LARGE, ‘oompa loompa’, corse-haired rampallian WENCH! I'm coming up thither and I shall beat the ALAS out of thee, wench, and don’t rally your darkspawn-filth comrades, I shall cometh up thither unexpected and wail on thee rampallian wench arse; I KNOW OF THE FETID CARRIAGE THOU DRIVE and thou raggedy arsed steeds and ratty cloth. Damned tattered shoes, thin-haired, stenched dog, arsed wench! I'm telling thee, WENCH, I'm coming to beat thou for thou foul-mouthed, trifling-arsed attitude. WENCH!!!

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    Daal laughed aloud when he read the missive offhandedly. The dastardly imp spilling a inkwell from a desk in protest and as a hater
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    Daal sniffed the letter. Taking a bite from a part without words “This this has hints of paper writing yes much yes yes. Daal must see see!” the dubious little imp then ran off like a cockroach as he was spotted by the common folk of the town he snuck into
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    Spuds having heard the news immediately paints a rock in Babblebrook, signing the legend’s name on in as he took a kneel before it. Offering a solemn silence for the fallen leader.
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    Spuds stood upright. A fist clenched and held backwards “For the liberty of the Shire!”
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    A small grey dubious Daal read on as he gnashed his teeth on a mouthful of roaches he caught “Hmm yes yes, must plan plan great unite plan of evil devil man things. Ur urm NYAG YAR YAR GAHH!” He gave into a fit of manic laughter as he nearly fell over “START NOW NOW!”
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    Daal laughs as he took off his own clever disguise, fake nose that was a carved up potato and glasses he stole “Sar-rin.” He said through hideous manic laughter “Daal has much much lesson about being a king, maybe maybe flesh thing should should have listened heard more of Daal’s yap yap. Sar-rinnnnn!” Calling out to nothingness the imp bit into the missive and ran back to his evil cave like a dog fetching the paper
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    World rat day post incoming
  25. Turbo_Dog

    Thanks for the follow kind stranger 

    1. Rebellionlife

      Rebellionlife

      Love you turbo <3

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