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"ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀɪʟᴜʀᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ" ×× ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇᴅ ʜᴇᴄᴛᴏʀ ×× ×× ʜᴇʀᴏ-ᴍᴜɴ ×× ×× ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ꜱʜɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ ×× "ꜱᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ, ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡᴀʏ, ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʀɪɢʜᴛ..."

@candescentis I realize jokerless and black deck don’t really do anything but you get the point

@OstianLord Challenge accepted

Boring ahh timeline

Yall that’s my fucking wife.

I miss my wife, tails… I miss her a lot…

The group of singers and dancers from Illia, dubbed as one more than once, will be arriving in Ostia soon. The national anthem of Ostia may change

Maybe I ought take you fishin’

Happy birthday, son

You know Roy, sometimes I forget you can travel between universes. Yes, allow me to get my “Barbie Fit” … That is what you kids call it, right?

I did not realize it was being shown in Elibe

@candescentis You know I was going to comment on how short you seem to be, but I did not wish to be rude…

@OstianLord Fortunately I made it in time, but . . . seemingly at the expense of about 95% of my body weight.

Ah. Roy, my boy, I’m glad you could join the council today.

Huh… small world.

Camilla if you love me come back

Hey Florina

|| Kill Hector and turn him into a Serra account

The smallest rustle of leaves, as a squirrel hopped between branches made the Marquess' eyes open wide. His eyes darted for a moment, the grip on his axe at his side tightening for a moment. Nothing. He cracked his neck as he stood upright, leaning his axe against the tree.

It seems the Marquess had fallen asleep against a tree just by the outskirts of the area surrounding the castle. He looked like he was trapped deep within his slumber, an awakening certainly wouldn't be easy, the shade of the tree barely covering his face.

Camilla, kiss me

|| H Hello?

Camilla never came back for our date. . . 😔