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5 yrs ago
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5 yrs ago
What if *I* was the small creature all along?
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5 yrs ago
O . O staring
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6 yrs ago
OooooooOooOOOOooooooOOOOOooOoooooooOOooOOOOoooOo
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7 yrs ago
V.1.26 (House of Caecilius Iucundus); 4091: Whoever loves, let him flourish. Let him perish who knows not love. Let him perish twice over whoever forbids love.
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"The last guy to use the old thief's code died centuries ago. In fact, that's how historians mark the history of thieves. The moment the law cracks the code, it changes. However, that doesn't exclude - Ooooh, it's the ghost of robber's past!" He mockingly stated, throwing a handkerchief into the air and laughing.
Kutur flipped through the linguistics book, and his eyes widened as he regarded a page on it. "Old Thieves Code," he answered. "These marks, they're signatures. See that one? 'Ten-handed' Perwiu, legendary pickpocket. And over there, 'Barbarian' Rict, crime boss and torturer. Suddenly, I don't feel safe staying here."
Ooh, a collab? Can I join?
Jacquelyn walked back to the wagon and ducked her head in. "The teacher says I need a few props I don't currently have. You wouldn't happen to have a scarf, would you?"
"Or . . . someone with a knife, trying to look like a dragon. This cave's only large enough to fit a few humanoids. I think it's a code or something." Kutur concluded as he opened up a map and a book on linguistics.
Kutur nodded, and ducked into one that looked large enough to fit the three of them, and motioned for them to follow. "Holy wyverns . . ." he breathed as he walked in and saw the interior. There were markings on the walls. They seemed to be names, all in a language he's never seen before.
Kutur followed the road, staying ahead of the others and shouting encouragement (or insults) behind him when someone lagged behind. By nightfall, they had reached a sort of clearing, with a group of caves off to the right. "Which ones are safe to stay in and which ones are giant property?" He asked, as much to himself as to Arjun.
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Put him in the longboat until he's sober
Put him in the longboat until he's sober
Put him in the longboat until he's sober
Early in the morning


Steck em in tha scupper with a hursepip on im
Steck em in tha scupper with a hursepip on im
Steck em in tha scupper with a hursepip on im
Earlay in that mornin

Where is Tuxedo Fox? He's been gone for 8 days now.
Sura spent the morning absentmindedly cleaning his products. He was an odd sort of merchant, never having a specific product. He dealt in exotics, this forcing him to travel often. It's odd how the concept of exotic goods works, he thought. The south wants the north, the east wants the west, it seems they like all things but their own. He looked up at the sun and marked his calendar and clock. Don't the wandering caravans usually come through this time of year?
@kapuchu MacabreFox's post 3 days ago got the point across just fine, thank you, without the accusation of whininess. I'll wait.
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