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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 11:07 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 1:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 5:57 pm
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Jorva snapped his head towards the direction of the sudden rush of noise. Although he was a fair distance away, enough to not feel the flames, he was close enough to easily figure out what was happening. Unfortunately for him, that thing was a drake. A large one, at that. "You've got to be kidding me..." Against his better judgement, he quickly slipped into a brisk pace towards the creature, feeling for his revolvers. He knew exactly where on his hips they were, and he knew he had them. He never went anywhere without them, but it was still comforting. As he moved, dodging between fleeing people, he muttered under his breath, "Ancestors, watch over us all..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 6:09 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 7:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 8:12 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 9:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 9:38 pm
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