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yeh sure

Lorik Edain sits by the Kraltan river, staring at his reflection. He sees an old man, appearing to be strong, but fragile inside. Lorik gets up and walks to Lark's workshop. He runs his hand down the exterior wall, smiling. He recalls when Lark first took over the smithing business back when they were both mere young adults. Lorik enters the workshop. A tear runs down his cheek, causing him to exit the workshop. He sprints to his home, rummaging through his belongings. "Got you.." he pulls out a portrait of Lark, Lorik, Hogvir, and Orlik. Lorik then walks back to the shop, and hangs the painting up. All of his memories flash before him. It is all too much.. Lorik begins crying, dropping to his knees. He stares at the portrait of his friends, the cold floor full of sorrow grasping him. "Lark.." "My friend.." "My brother.."

Lorik would note that The Boat's Slumber sells bread for literally 0.01 Mina.

Brave Strelt Ttenrabislav cheers after the victory even though he did not take part in it. "is good" - Brave Strelt Ttenrabislav, 2nd of the Grand Harvest, 1455

da is true

Lorik takes a moment of silence to remember the sheep who were abused by House Colin.

oh

Finally, someone who didn't care about the arguing, and just wanted to RP. Good luck, man.

You're Ever(?).

If the time is 9:37 EST, then what is the time in the 25,412,323,456,123th galaxy of Planet Meow-mix?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HpixdTlYlKU :'(

note this is legit stamp no hate 1!

Strelt nods in approval.

thank you for this informative post :)

exactly!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! update on my new assasssssssin (:o!) ~The aSSSASSIN~ His parents were killed by orcs so he set off to slay them all and make a few mina doing it !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

wow ! this guide is g00o0d!

great guide thhis reallly inspirez me to be a assasssin! ! ! ! 1 11111111111111111 1 !1 !

+1 This motivates me to dream big and do things that are good.

I don't, I don't want to kill you! What would I do without you? Go back to ripping off mob dealers? No, no, NO! No. You... you... complete me.

What explains this, hm? Hm? Hm? Hm?

What explains this, hm? Hm? Hm? Hm?

Strelt nods. "Was good day, many baptism."

Indeed. I bet it is my father.

Looks great! Thanks!

Meeow'Lur walks in Floatsam as they bury Edmund. He falls to his knees, takes out a clean cloth, then cries into it.