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Post by StabbingNirvana on Mar 6, 2013 7:41:03 GMT -5
::Slate travels from city to city getting into the most populous places in Cormyr and shouts his story::
It all started nine months before my birth. I remember it clearly. I was just a a tadpole then. Since, I've sprouted arms and legs and a mustache unrivaled! That was just the beginning. Who would have thought that once tadpole would grow to tear dragons up limb from limb, grind demi-lich skulls into a fine dust to be used as a table salt alternative, to bed the finest women in the land, and to battle with Death himself returning to life victorious in the process?!
::pause after posed question::
To tell you who would have thought that, I did! I thought it as I clawed my way out of my mother's womb. That was my first mission on my path towards glory. Delivering a newborn me ... myself!
::to be continued if I feel like it::
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