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Subject: *A old face pokes over top of the wall, He waves his cutlass in the air as if to say 'Joy, i have made it in just long enough to not be skinned. But, gladly i have my mates to watch me get kicked out of my old home town, Yay.' Shoving the gate keeper to open the doors, he jumps down with a thud and a jingle of odd objects.* Meh, go'h off eah. Hahar, Taint be'h hellsteeth if i h'aint glad teh see youse. Ark, welcome teh me ol' town. *reed waves his cutlass outwards into the village sqaure, bustling with small beasts and some of their parents. Crude shops and whatnot line the area, along with bunk houses, and huts.* H'even though i lived ootside dem walls, h'i spent me days 'ere when i adventually come'd back...Aye, aye, Far'give h'if i done left'd y'all withoot warnin'..But, please, fell free'h te'h wander aboot. *He nods* ((OOC; sorry, real busy. amazed that its went this far. heh.))


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Date Posted: 18:45:39 10/23/04 Sat
In reply to: Swift 's message, "*Swift bashes Rudd over the back of his head.* You also ferget that we're on a rescue mission an' a mission o' vengeance. Crazy talkin' weasel by name o' Warpeye stealin' our mate Mickle? *He shakes his head and looks at Kit.* Don't'cha learn nothing, liddle Kit? Can't trust this buffoon t'answer anythin' proper." on 20:14:01 10/13/04 Wed


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**Stops in her tracks a moment and looks from Kit, to Reed, to Rudd, to Reed, to Kit, to Reed again** Erm... 'scuse my unfailin' ignorance, but how'd YOU get 'ere so fast?! (NT)Pearl20:39:15 10/23/04 Sat


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