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Post #1: 4th Apr 2013 1:38:30 AM 
Rita Kanakiri @ 3/4/2013 20:10
Alright, listen up.

I suppose it's as good a time as any to reveal this.

Long ago, I lived in the Bito Isles. Twas a wretched place, full of bumbling boors and dimwitted dopes. But...I can't say I didn't learn some things there. There was a lady, in the mountains, who went by the name of Bitamibitalicious. I spent many an afternoon under her tutelage when I simply couldn't bear spending another minute among the royal family. Some called her a witch, but I preferred to see her as a lonely old woman who had no one living to talk to. So... she resorted to speaking with the dead. It took many moons for me to harness this immense ability, but eventually I was able to master it.

All of that is to say, we have not heard the last from our dear, departed Tyron the Brave.

However, I cannot use my power for too long. I am skilled, but not that skilled. We can ask him but one question, and nothing more.

So start thinking!

 
   
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Post #2: 5th Apr 2013 12:16:26 AM 
The Grim Urker @ 4/4/2013 8:15
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And even though this looks like a monsters lair, where is the monster? Why didn't it attack when we entered?


Because monsters fear death.

(No seriously guys it's my role. I'm a Ward.)



(but I'm not sure I believe this one)
 
   
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