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[mornaquilde]

*desperately needs to break free of the madness of family life for a few hours*

*flees towards the pub*

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[andunie_heir]

*Is having a wee drinkie, celebrating the fact that he thinks this could have gone a lot worse.*

*Peers, thinking he recognises you but can't quite place you because of all the crap on your face.*

[mornaquilde]

*scowls back at you*

Wot?

[andunie_heir]

*Groans, regocnising that Feanorian arrogance confidence in your voice.*

Oh it's you.

[mornaquilde]

Well. That's perceptive of you. What do you want?