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Dagorion, awakened by the feeling of trickling, sniffs himself and shrugs, as there appears to be no difference in smell compared to his usual state (If a Dwarf can hack being in the rear end of a demon that eats only the meat of other demons then he can hack anything else you literally throw at him [img]tongue.gif[/img] ). In a half doze the Dwarf urinates on the door, the expensive rug in the hallway and the newcomers shoes. After satisfying himself the Dwarf farts, lays down on the table once more and goes to sleep.
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