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Current I just came out from watching The Last Act at my local cinema. It was something. It was really something.
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27 years old today. Only three years of my 20s left. Where did all that time go?
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So apparently, if you use a tooth with a filling in it to chew toffee, the toffee can become sicky enough to pull the filling out.
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HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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"...I see." Maxwell said, his talents of insight - enhanced by the psybird perched on his shoulder - telling him that there was more hope than certainly to that last statement. He made a mental note to organize a watch when people started preparing to sleep. If someone or something contaminated by the Haze could prove dangerous enough to warrant an entire city square being considered to dangerous to venture into, Maxwell did not enjoy the thought of Rikard becoming violent while everyone else slept.

"You mentioned factions earlier." Maxwell said. "I've also heard the rumors of the five big factions. Is there any further light you could shed on them or any of the smaller factions from your time in Drakkenheim?"

That's going to be a 24.
"Thank you for the warning. I'll be sure to keep that in mind." Maxwell said. "Speaking of contamination by the Haze, I've heard the rumors about such things, but you are the first people I have met who have likely seen the full extent of it first hand. Is there any experience in this matter you'd be willing to share?"
"Avoid Slaughterhouse Square. Understood." Maxwell said. "Where in the city would that be? And what's so dangerous about the place?"
"I am Joseph Mouzone." Maxwell said. "The man sitting by the fire is Eren." Many Colors flew down from the hay loft and landed on Maxwell's shoulder. "And this is Many Colors, my psybird companion." Maxwell moved back to his spot by the fire and sat down once more. "You've come from Drakkenheim, you say?" The half-elf said, gesturing for the newcomers to come share in the fire's warmth already. "If that's the case, I'd definitely be interested in hearing what information you have to share about the place."
Maxwell slipped a hand into his coin pouch, pulled out a gold piece, and flipped it.

Heads.

Putting the coin away and showing his bow and arrow, Maxwell moved towards the door with a hand resting on the pommel of his rapier. "Come slowly and one at a time." Maxwell said. "Make no sudden movements and keep your hands where I can see them." With that said, Maxwell opened the door.
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