Nov 27, 2007 18:05
~Amos is sitting outside, back against a tree, wind ruffling his hair and nibbling on his quill occasionally as he jots down notes. His eyes feel like they are bleeding, however, because schoolwork is his absolute torture.~
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*looks over at his notes and shakes her head with wide eyes.*
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And when Muldoon declared all beings were those on two legs, the goblins took advantage and sent in things like pixies, trolls and diricawls, and then Muldoon gave up on non-wizards in the community. You know what comes next, right?
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Sure I do! *clearly does not*
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