Before descending to the burrow beneath the Riverrun warehouse, we dispatched Emma to report back our findings and intentions to Leoben in the Capital. Then, after a quick respite, we said farewell to Riverrun and dropped into the darkness
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This is the War-Journal of His Grace, Captain Moth Carandae, of the Elendhen Royal Advance Guard, relating events of our latest campaign, DM'd by Sergio, and played by Shannon, Jackie, Tara, Daniel and myself
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Half a honeyed chicken, a roasted onion, dripping brown with gravy, bread, and two of those little fish, and a mug of that good dark beer to wash them down. Some bacon. Burn it until it turns black. Bread and fish. Strong black beer to wash it all down. Steaming joints of meat and thick black sausages and blood pies, fruits and sweetgrass stews and
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I went to NY last week, and lost my BlackBerry Curve (best I could tell it fell out of its holster while riding the Cyclone at Coney Island). I'd been planning to hold out until October to jump from AT&T to Verizon and get one of those new Motorola Sholes Android phones, but this forced my hand, and I had to shop fast. Needed a new phone in a day.
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I was catching up on xkcd yesterday and came across this stripI was instantly transported back to SAIC in Atlanta where there was this one douchebag who used to park his convertible Eclipse JUST like that, taking up two spaces diagonally in the lot. What's more, he used to go out to his car on lunch breaks and after work, and he would actually take
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