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| Come on now - lead me to thy TRUE leader... for, verily, thou belongs with a fellowships of tree-cutting dwarves methinks...! | |
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| HA - no fringe benefits in that anymore - no chalk white pale-faced princess to kiss out of her slumber around here...! Only witches around THESE parts... | |
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| So? I never met a witch who wasn't rich! Fine party for a dalliance, methinks! | |
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| You bring the goods to the table - and she will partake of them! Sounds like a great mating indeed! Methinks thou art a mad mystic... I shall seek out counsel with my brother over what to do with thee | |
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| Brother! Thou art a sight for sore eyes! We have a wicked wizard on our tails - and such would be a... boring story to tell actually! | |
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| Agreed. Although... what doest thou mean by "sight for sore eyes" - eh? Thou implying me am an eyesore? HA! If me ams that - so art thee, silly! We are twins! IDENTICAL twins - equal in yuckiness! | |
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