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6/16/2016 11:44:03 PM
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[b]Once he steps inside the marks disappear, he hadn't bothered to take his flask back which seemed a little too light despite it being filled with an unknown liquid[/b]
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Alright, that was weird. I get up a little later. Maybe eight?
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That works for me. But don't shake me too much to wake me otherwise I will bite [b]He turns to leave and takes a few steps before stopping abruptly[/b] By the way it's how dogs say hello or I love you [b]He starts walking again towards the inn and open the door waving to mortar as he enters, he left a feather on the door handle that was black as the night sky littered with stars[/b]
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*Mortar nods as he picks up the feather* What was he exactly?
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[b]The feather pulsed with power and blood seeped out of the tip making it useful as a writing utensil or trinket[/b] [spoiler]Do you want to make the new post or should I?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]You could [/spoiler]
