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[albercht]

Harlequin stood in front of two very large stone doors. Behind the doors, Harlequin was certain, was someone dreadfully in need of his services. He reached out his hand and knocked three times on the cold granite door. He could hear the knocks echoing through the massive, empty corridors behind the door. The echoes told him that no one had been in

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[slaveofwill]

O.o That was random.

Random....but good. >>

[albercht]

Random is often good.