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woes woes us)

(yes, how sad :(

(here my freinds! is a dry person!)

Like a Magical Dead Wolf - he says as he kicks twigs. -

(nice fallowing XD) - Galaxain Carefully steps down on the worn-down steps, until he reaches the foot of the overall area of steps/walkways. Stepping onto the grass, he says - first order of business, wash this horrendous stank off of me. - and starts waddling to a nearby river -

-He stops, and turns to Ethner, twirling the small cylinder in his hand- Are you coming or just Gunna gawk?