> tangerine, I like you, will you please join my rpg?<
"Well..." Amanalkarion was suddenly alert.
"Which injuries?" he asked. Ollea showed him her mangled leg. Amanalk ran a finger down ot. His touch was cold, but the wounds healed immediatly.
"There."
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*HALBERETH* *DIAGONA*
I'm back! *Kicks computer* stupid thing for breaking down.
Miss me? Didn't think so...
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