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[color=#ff7f00]Location:[/color] Hotel Valhalla: Feast Hall of the Slain
[color=#ff7f00]Skill:[/color] Longsword
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Dalisy had been doing a good job of keeping her cool. Honestly, it was surprising she had lasted this long without joining a fight or punching someone. The mashed potatoes to the back of the head was the straw that broke her though. She looked at the man who had tossed them. Glaring at him. She was going to kill him. He'd be back by breakfast and if she so desired she could kill him again. 

Dalisy leaped over a row of tables, tumbling, but getting back up and made it the rest of the way to the offending Einherjar. [color=#ff7f00]"Laugh at this asshole."[/color] She said and drew her sword from her back and drove it into his chest. She reached back and wiped the potato off the back of her head and flicked at the dying man. [color=#ff7f00]"Would you like to join him?"[/color] She asked the friend of the man.