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| M'lady! Please allow me the privilege of sharing my tent this eve. | |
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| Nein! You will rest in my bedroll tonight, wench! | |
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| Wouldn't you rather sleep safely, surrounded by my alarm spell? | |
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| No! I shall stand watch over you all night, my superior ranger eyesight gazing over your supple for--I mean, sleeping form! | |
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| I'm the GM. You're sleeping with me, toots. | |
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