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| Good sir knight, I beseech thee, slay yon dragon what bogarts mine castle. Shouldst thou defeat said fiery-breathed beast, I shall rewardest thou with the hand of myne daughter | |
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| Not a prob, your highholiness. | |
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| Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh! | |
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| I can't sleep for all these screaming knights! | |
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| Zounds--another knight expired! Daughter fairest, how dost thou feel about wedding a dragon? | |
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