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old.Cordain
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/em wipes the blood out of hes axe
Every good thing comes to an end.
The wice Gothis are no longer willing to transport me into the woods of Thidranki.
Too much sorrow I have created they say. All I can do is accept my faith and move on.
Train well little ones for I shall be lurking in the shadows of Murdaigean.
/salute Horas, Dimitric, Sma (and the rest of you who could actually spot me)
/waves
Every good thing comes to an end.
The wice Gothis are no longer willing to transport me into the woods of Thidranki.
Too much sorrow I have created they say. All I can do is accept my faith and move on.
Train well little ones for I shall be lurking in the shadows of Murdaigean.
/salute Horas, Dimitric, Sma (and the rest of you who could actually spot me)
/waves
did Kobold mommy give you your vitamines?