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- Tue Dec 19, 2006 7:24 pm
- Forum: The Hemp Necktie Inn
- Topic: Founding of honour....
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Gorag snarled as the the first rays of the morning sun hit his eyes. The palms of the Oasis would offer some protection for the day, but he was still displeased. Slowly he lift his body into sitting position and stretched his tattooed arms. His small back eyes scanned the bushes and reeds for a shor...