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I will pew pew pew everything since I still plan to do that U.S soldier idea.

Who's the other lad?
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It's there


I meant where's my after-review. I did everything you said a day ago.
I will be interested.
What about my app?
Sjalvolki Gorassos

The tent quickly finds itself filled up to the brim with a bunch of eye-catching people and things. From just a simple gaze, Sjalvolki could pinpoint a diversity of different species: a bug-thing with a notepad, an extremely large man with an interesting set of clothing and weapon-choice, a much larger entity that is the stone golem, and now an extremely aged Kaimerian that is probably the same age as the Sun Elf. For his own immediate surroundings, the Elf could hear the singing and mutterings of a man. Sjalvolki could spend all day and night observing these colorful persons, but the Elf had a much more concerning job at hand. Sjalvolki turns his attention to his own horse. The tent already had too many people in it, and it likely does not need a horse right now. Before Sjalvolki signals his mare to leave the tent, the Elf digs through a few bags attached to his beast of burden. Sjalvolki pulls forth a tied cloth bag before the Sun Elf speaks a few words in elvish, bearing a distinct Sun Elf dialect, towards his horse. The mare calmly moves between the mass of people and then outside of the tent, freeing up much-needed space for Sjalvolki and Magdalene.

“I’m Sjalvolki,” the Elf notes to Magdalene, translating his native name to a more understandable version in common language. Even then, the name is very foreign and bears a distinct elfish tone and pronunciation. The Elf lowers himself, placing pressure on both his two whole feet as he squats down to the level of Maggie. Sjalvolki keeps a reasonable distance from Magdalene, respecting the woman’s personal space in hopes of not stressing her all too much. Extending his left hand, Sjalvolki offers something towards the distressed Magdalene. The item offered was a small tied cloth bag. The aroma of sweet sugar and apricots (dried candied apricots) permeates the local air. It is a smell that most would find very pleasing, especially for anyone with a sweet tooth.
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