All my wishy-washy talk of clemency is gone.
Irritating History masters who e-mail you summoning you out of the relative comfort of your lair and into the cold wastes of the village to collect some reading matter, only to not turn up...
They shall be sent to the slave-fields of Nurn...
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Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter
-Il Lupo Fenriso
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