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6/24/2020 5:01:55 AM
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*I walk into the bar, wearing normal clothes but still keeping my sword and scabbard at my belt.*
“Ahh, lurkers! I haven’t seen lurkers being served in a while, but then one never sees a truly stealthy lurker. Hey blaze, can I have a mead?
English
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“More then I can count. I’ve been through s lot of them, and quite a few wars as well. The villains always return to destroy what has rebuilt and we usually are able to rebuild. Quite frankly though, I don’t know how I’m still alive.”
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“Probably luck as well then. It certainly wasn’t skill that saved me when toaster just nearly missed my heart when I was stabbed by him. I.m just worried what will happen next. Someone out there has to be planning something. I helped push the horsemen back but never saw them destroyed.”
