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[uldor_accursed]

*goes for a walk and ends up swooping up to the tree*

*thinks**is of course aware he is only a little mortal in a big, big world*

...

*throws caution down the tree**lights a cigarette*

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[maitimo]

*walks past, carrying Canyo*

*sniffs the air, smells cigarette smoke*

>:|

[uldor_accursed]

*crosses his legs and stare down at you*

*rolleyes**snubs it out*

[maitimo]

*looks up at you and glares*

*hisses* WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

[uldor_accursed]

*smiles**is immure -_-*

Visiting you.

[mornaquilde]

*saunters by, idly throwing up a knife and catching it in his hand as he walks*

[uldor_accursed]

*mock waves**rolleyes*

[mornaquilde]

*scowls*

You still here then? >:|

[uldor_accursed]

Aging takes time, young Feanorian.