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Post by Geordie Brushtail on May 31, 2007 15:05:34 GMT
*Geordie wipes mud from his paws onto his quite bedraggled kilt, his face a mask of false rebuke as he addresses Engel.* Ach, jes' some'at sodden, lass? Ah'm droi as a duck that loikes te swim in tha rain, se Ah am...
*He climbs out of the hole, slipping once or twice on the steep muddy sides.*Ah'm thinkin' we'd best be takin' this te oor place, Terr, Ah cannae aboide bein' in this kilt anither minute.
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on May 31, 2007 17:56:57 GMT
*Regen stands, wiping his paws off on his already filthy tunic. *Exc'llent! We got somethin' good. *The squirrel seems to be in a much better mood already, despite the rain and mud.*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Jun 11, 2007 18:27:41 GMT
*Ashnel nods.* Maybe another day, we can reburie the chest with a coupla prizes for the next lot o' madbeast who come lookin' f' treasure!
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