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Okay, great!
*Rests against the wall and leans forward*
Do you want to start or should I?
*Bows dramatically*
Ladies first.
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War...War never changes.
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5 mos ago
Hey 16 is the most fantasy, final fantasy has been in years rather than steampunk. It's called final fantasy not steampunk fantasy.
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We can all agree that 12 sucked ass. Vaan is a stupid protagonist that I wanted so badly to die.
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The best final fantasy is 6 and I will die on that hill. I will die on that hill gladly and happily.
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Fuck you I'll drink gasoline instead.
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*Bows dramatically*
Ladies first.
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*Looks back and forth before cheerfully ducking into a back alley*
*Follows closely behind.*
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I thought that was going to be part of our conversation later.
Yes, yes lead on then.
*Waves dismissively*
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*Snickers*
I didn’t think your sort made jokes.
My sort? Now what is that supposed to mean?
Fixed.
@Lurking Krog Ooops
Post done.
Z A G R E N
Downing the frothy contents of the mug in a single gulp the dragonborn brought the mug down onto the bar with a hearty thunk, in response to the woman he grunted tersely then turned his attention to the gnome asking if anyone was looking for work "Work?" the dragonborn turned in his seat to get a proper look at the halfling "What kind?" he asked the gnome.
Z A G R E N
"Mead." the black dragonborn mumbled while gathering the remaining coin, returning it to the pouch he received from the caravan folk. Once done the dragonborn picked the bread up in one hand and scarfed it down in one bite with a mighty crunch.
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