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Date Posted: 18:38:18 06/16/08 Mon
Author: Olgan Vinere
Subject: This post is open to anyone who drops by at anytime.

Olgan leaned back in his chair, a tankard of ale held in his paw. The drink wasn't as good as it used to be and the company was not so warm anymore, but the old tavern was still running and still felt like home. The dog-fox ran his free paw through his silvery fur before reaching down and resting on the ruby-pommeled dagger that he always carried with him. Just in case.

His amber eyes open and turn as he hears the tavern door squeak open behind him. Perhaps a familiar face come to join him. Perhaps another threat just arriving. It was always like that, in the old days, and he didn't expect anything less now.

The fox takes another sip of his drink.

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