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New RN's. How bout it? |
I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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I just want a drink |
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:03 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:19 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:22 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:26 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:28 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:29 pm
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The warrior turned toward TES with glass raised, "Hello again, my friend, and may your evening be a restful one! Perhaps we'll be able to talk tomorrow, though I know not when I will be in myself," he said with a smile.
"So sorry to break conversation like that, my dear. As for me, I was involved in Cataclysm's Eve some years ago, when the Dark Lord himself threatened to take this realm as his own. When the smoke cleared, however, I found myself on the wrong side of the rift between worlds. It was there, in that forsaken place, that I became possessed by a sentient evil that fed on the darkness in my heart... Not to bore you, so, long story short, we got out through a weakness caused by a ritual to a dark god. The darkness that came to be called Nightmare became a dreadful weapon and consumed the souls of those that held it, and I was left to defeat its embrace on my own. At length, I overcame my shadow, and from shattering its hold on me, seven shades were born of my sins. I now wield that same said blade, and I have yet to find a way to destroy those hollow copies of my earlier self." He slowly drained his glass of sweet alcohol. "I do hope that wasn't too much of a bore, and it's mostly ancient history now," he smiled as he poured another glass. "Would you care for a cup, Psyzapp?
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:29 pm
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