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Post by clivedauthi on Nov 2, 2011 8:56:10 GMT -5
*Enters will plates of questionable food, more then likely to mark your next couple hours with violent stomach pain, or endless drug induced euphoria*
Thought since I was up to Try to revive the GM posts from the old forums so long long ago.
So eat up and tell us how your Day is, Remember to tip Bebe the Mongbat for refills
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Post by Aedon Durreah on Nov 2, 2011 14:17:18 GMT -5
*walks in and looks with caution at the food laid out by Clive. Heads to the counter and puts on a large pot of coffee-then reaching into his pack, pulls out a bag of freshly baked, warm freckled rolls. When the coffee is finished, he pours a cup of the strong brew, grabs a roll and heads to the chair before the fireplace. *
Morning Clive, no offense intended, but I am on a rather strict diet. No food from evil overlords.
My day, well it has gone well so far. I have managed to skim through many old tomes in the attic of Connemara, and have found some rather interesting info involving you, and your dubious friend over there.
*tosses Bebe a piece of his roll, then sits back, sips some coffee and grins to himself.*
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Post by Sage Aurora on Nov 4, 2011 0:05:31 GMT -5
*sneaks in and swipes one of Aedon's rolls before disappearing into a puff of glamour*
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Post by Viktor Pendragon on Nov 9, 2011 14:17:04 GMT -5
*walks past the open window, inhaling and pauses. Looks in and notices the pot of coffee and plates of food. He pulls his hood deeper over his face and strolls in, taking up a seat in a darkened corner, looking around*
Smells good in here, what's the occasion?
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