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Post by soulfien on Jun 1, 2005 21:32:45 GMT -5
A tale told by the guards at the Silver Grove.
A wizard by the look of 'em. He had a very odd lookin' creature with 'em, too... sprayed glitter as it flew.
Yeah, 'e just keep sittin' down at that tree there sendin' that creature flyin' about like it was lookin' fer someone.
'e'ed be sittin' there fer hours, he would.
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