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Sounds exciting, Sir Byronas. Lady Galadria, reporting for duty.
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If my domain remains vermin free and Legolas has no more pressing assignment for me, I shall report five days hence, Sir Byronas.
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Oh no, not again :rolleyes: [img]graemlins/kidding.gif[/img] :D
I'll be there in five days! [ 01-21-2002: Message edited by: Sir ReGiN ]</p> |
My sword is yours Sir Byronas, I shall be here for the battle
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No, no ugly tasks for now... ;)
I don't knowwhy we're fighting, but if it is for the cause of good, I'll gladly lend my bow [img]smile.gif[/img] |
Remember what happened last time and beware his magick --edit--
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Neb walks by and "accidentially" opens a portal to the Plane of Alcohol in the middle of the building, flooding it with cheap beer and high quality whiskey before closing again.
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*begins and continues to dry heave from the scent of alcohol*
"blasted battlerager with his firk ding blasted gutshaker, now I can no longer even stand the scent without becoming violently ill." *runs from the order building and begins scrubbing my armor to prevent rust and remove the smell* "at this rate I'll be late for the battle, oh well, I shall lend my sword to the conflict, even if my belly does object" |
Ooh. (picks up a bottle of Chevas Regal floating in the cheap beer. Luckily her Dragon Scale Armor is not subject to rust)This is just what I need for an after work pick me up.
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Bump for the upcoming battle
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