You come upon a ruined hamlet, villagers all fled or slaughtered
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It's the bowl. Someone might find it in any old shop, it is earthenware
mixed from the bones of the last shaman of Nilotte.
Whosoever eats from the bo...
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
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I saw Mr. T on one of those late night sales programs last week. Seems he was hungry and needed a full meal cooked right away, but all the food was frozen. Sad. I'm pretty sure the Mr. T of my youth would have piddied that foo.
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