A note sits squarely on the folders of notes outside the bard's door.

[i][quote]"I am not an addict. 

This is not information I require. Or want. 


Your highly detailed descriptions seem to favor the male anatomy quite a bit, leaving the female portions little more than floating mammaries of undeterminable features. Also, might I enquire into these 'heaving beasts' you constantly mention? I pity the woman with two beasts attached to her as she fornicates with you. For one reason or the other.

Also. Savolin? What's wrong with you?!? 

Kindly keep this somewhere where the light doesn't shine, for fear it might traumatize the sun itself and leave our world lightless evermore.


Your's sincerely,
  Humanity.
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P.S. Where did you find that many Savolin? Indicate town and geographical landmarks on map."[/quote]
[/i]

Another note is strewn on the floor to the side, written in charcoal instead of ink. It used to be a paper cup.

-Orange 'fern'. Maybe jaundice. Bowing? Seek [h1]Elsie[/h1]   [@Kalleth]