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@Rune_Alchemist Actually wouldn't mind being added to the waitlist, pretty please with wee bit o' haggis on top.
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War...War never changes.
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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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Just for fun fight against my retarded barbarian.
St. Vicar brought the tankard to his mouth taking a swig of the ale, before bringing it down upon the counter with a dull thunk. He wiped some froth upon his upper lip with the back of his hand, exhaling a satisfied sigh "Ah, good stuff." once again glancing around the room.
Cannae be a dwarf laddy? (Jk of course this looks dead.)
As the good St. Vicar approached the counter, taking a seat upon a wooden stool the armored man cocked his head to the side and arched an eyebrow "First?" glancing about the empty common room then back to the woman "Hm, I'll have an ale mam." Vicar told her with a nod of his head.
St. Vicar tied the horse to the fence by the carved shack, turning he looked around with a hand upon the pommel of his blade before walking into the abode.
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As he strode aside the gilded stallion, holding upon the reigns of his steed St. Vicar a knight in plate-mail breathed in the cold morning air.
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