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No offense taken. Weight off of my shoulders, not having to deal with feigning sexual interest in someone over the internet. I'd sooner feign emotional interest in some girl in the flesh.
This guy's going to be a thorn in my side this whole fucking time.
Draconis - "Hey, Xyven. You never did drink any of this. [tossing the liquor jug to Xyven]."
Xyven uncaps the jug and takes a swig. He is appears unphased by the fiery liquid.
Xyven - "It's good." Fucking hell, that burns. "Real good."
Draconis - "That's what I like to hear...[to Amarth] I'm guessing you'd prefer some warm milk or perhaps a couple platters of rice covered in animal fat, what with your appetite."
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STEVE MCKENNA!
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