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| I beseech thee, elder. Withdraw from ye King's wood 'afore I run thee through. | |
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| Bah! Thou art in the presence of ye Wizard of Shady Glen. Thine liege matters naught to the likes of me. Hereabout, my wizardry reigns supreme! | |
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| I have given thee fair warning, Sage. I am custodian of this merry glade and am prepared to defend it withal. | |
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| Do your worst, knave...whilst mine sorcery trounces thee into goose grease. | |
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