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Don't worry Kaz! I personally DESPISE my LA teacher now, I did an AWESOME book report and she wrote on there: "Are these your words?" I was flippin' I tell ya. Taking points off MY work because I just happen to have a better vocabulary than half the idiots she teaches. GRUMBLE! I aspire (GASP BIG WORD!!) to be an author some day so I would WANT to have a good arsenal (ANOTHER BIG ONE! HEAD FOR THE HILLS!) of words. I wrote 'surly' and I lost points... And I only knew that word from playing BG2! RPG's teach language, not teachers!

OK I'm done...
Deiter, as soon as we've slaughtered Meldrin and have the tavern up I have a sub plot for myself that will NEED your involvement beyond belief.

No worries bud.)
~She steps aside, picking up her fallen sword.~ "They're fine... Though I suppose they'll start to get worried if we don't head back." ~Motions for him and starts to walk into the city.~ "Come on, they're probably back at the tavern."