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Thorvn now has something in common with Bottle, he’s literally missing an eye now.

Silliness was had but oh well. Group photo was fun.

Thorvn Regrets nothing. Even if he witnessed a sudden murder.

Thorvn wondered which Chuck, there was two – then again, they’re probably both inbred so it doesn’t really matter. He’d nod approvingly at the paper, promptly shoveling another corpse into what would be hog-pen. “Pigs should be treated as such, no need to worry about a bunch of loud mouthed runts~ Though-“ Thorvn paused, scratching along the bottom of his chin, “What of actual men to do?”

”All we need now is a feces druid” Stubbornly remarked Thorvn

Thorvn appreciated the attempts of curbing overpricing, even if it didn’t directly affect the north.

Thorvn dislikes using this white paper – but handed in both slips regardless. Stall Registration MCName: Jdesarno Name: Thorvn Bronwyn Type of Ware: Misc Joust registration MCName: Jdesarno Name: Thorvn Bronwyn Age: 62 Rank: Houndmaster.

Thorvn simply gestured to the more recent events, of how rebellious rats got promptly exterminated, a battle may be won, but in the end - Idiocy was still had.

Thorvn stared at all this from the throne-room while mounted on his trusty oinker, obliviously- he’d just been sniggering under the cosplay mask, it was too amusing a sight to behold. Stupidity will remain stupidity, no matter how much you try to improve on it.

Thorvn Stared at one nearby ‘Adrian Meth Baby’ crawl out through some building rubble. ”War is hell”

The server is under HEAVY STRESS

Thorvn signed the document in hopes of getting more grow space.