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There was no denying it; the parchment was definately left for you. You've no idea how they knew you'd be here of all places, especially at this hour, but you take a small comfort in the fact that the ink has barely dried; at least they had to rush. You...
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"... Before he knew it, he was on his face and dust coated the insides of his nostrils. Somwhere in the distance he thought he heard the sounds of a most boisterous crowd yelling the words '...Kill! Kill! Kill!...' Rapiffer got to his knees,...
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The melee was quite a ruckus, off in the distance Thog thought he could distinctly pick out the utter screams of his fellows as they gourged themselves on fruits of despair. Somewhere to his left he overheard the battle cry of his faithful...
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I will pay 5gc per elven ear turned into me, Otto Von Schrubber, Leader to the Cadre of the Claw. The Elf in question must be taken Out of Action and must die as a result. Reward to be paid immediately during the Post-Game sequence.
Happy Hunting....
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Smoke fills the room through lazily ascending fingers of fume rising from various pipes, fatty-candles and the rare arcane text. It is brought about to full robustness by the torches that sparsely line the walls belching forth their thick, tar-like smog....
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