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2010-10-17, 09:35 PM (ISO 8601)
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#1484
Re: [Nexus] Trog's Tavern CCXI
Rabbit sighed, taking mental notes of everything he mentioned.
Reinholdt.
Someone who knew her..or the previous her, or whatever, well.
Someone who knew.
Rabbit gently lifted her hands, her left one moving to cup against the cheekbone of the lich, unless he jerked away. Soft waves of her necromantic power transmitted gently, not controlling, nor anything of the sort.
It would likely be a pleasant enough feeling for the undead.
"Thank you." She should have known- the undead never let her down.
"This is why it hurts the way it hurts.
You have too many words in your head.
There are too many ways to describe the way you feel.
You will never have the luxury of a dull ache.
You must suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much"
— Iain S. Thomas
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