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*wakes up*
Wha? Huh? Yes, of course, absolutely right... *mumbles*
Well, this brings back some memories... Back in 457 - of the First Age, mind - yeah, then there were real Werewolves, back when Sauron ruled the Island...
Wait, where am I? Rikae, where are you?!
*tries to relax without falling back to sleep*
Right...well...I don't see anything wrong with good little Lommy, but I am hardly surprised she's getting attention. She's just doing a lot of talking, and no one's too fond of reading through page after page... Just seems Nogrod and Boro and Mac and...who else in this game likes all that analyizing stuff?...haven't gotten quite warmed up yet for anything too lengthy, anyway, so she's the biggest target at the moment.
Really I think Lommy's behaviour can easily be explained by her youth. Lots of energy there. Of course, some of us are hardly acting our age... *glances at Sally*
Macalaure did rather jump on her, but he's just as young and hasty.
*sighs* I can see already I'm going to have trouble understanding you people. Some of you are certainly mad. *glances at Sally, then at Nogrod* I mean, an agreeable, optimistic beggar?!
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