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 Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 11:23 pm
Contents
Story
Skeletons
Rules
Villagers
Thus Far...
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 11:25 pm
Far from any towns or inhabited fortresses under control of the current monarchy, exists the village of Glenyore. A small village with little to no contact to the outside world, it's fairly boring, everyone knows everyone else's business and strangers are viewed one of two ways; a way to marry off children and in new blood, or harbingers of bad luck. As such, villagers are Very superstitious, in fact, their faith in these old remedies is so strong, it effects the very world they live in.
Lately though, a wave of people have come into Glenyore and set up their own, new little lives. The council of village elders isn't sure what to think of this influx, but for now they are allowing new neighbors. The elders main concern is that this new flood of man wil disrupt the balance they have created with the magic creatures around them. Many of the new villagers believe the natives to be foolish and wander aimlessly (and rudely) through the forest and ignore long standing traditions and treaties, causing them to become targets of humans and supernatural beings alike.
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 11:26 pm
This is a long term RP, almost like a second life, so I would prefer fairly constant activity, if you need to be away for a while, PM me so I can KO your character or have them kidnapped.
To start off I would like no more than:
2 were-creatures (Wolf, Cat, Lizard etc...)
3-5 Fae (pixies, fairies, shape-shifters)
1 banshee
1 Vampire
3 magic users (warlocks, witches, sorcerers etc...)
After we get a few more active players we can add some more of each group. No limit on humans, and I'd actually like to have just a couple basic humans for kicks. Multiple characters are fine, cross-gender playing is fine too, just PM the profile to me for each character.
Gaianame:
Character name:
Age:
Species:
Village: (native or new resident)
Job: (smith, mill-worker, tailor, etc...)
Weapons: (if applicable)
Abilities:
Personality: (5-7 words)
Likes:
Dislikes:
Brief-Bio: (one-three paragraphs)
Appearance:
!New!
We need our people to have jobs. Thus far we have:
Apothecary
Tailor
Captain of the guard/defender
Forest liaison
We need:
Mayor (soon please!)
Shopkeeper
Baker
Doctor/Barber
2-3 Farmer's/Farmhands
2 Defender/Guards
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 11:28 pm
Basic rules
I would like it if you listened to myself and akumu_no_koinu, it ensures things run smoothly. Follow the ToS, Guild Rules, and common sense.
Please try not to curse or use particularly vulgar language unless it is in character. And even then, try to be creative and match up with what we associate with olde English insults.
Speaking of language, Be semi-literate to literate! Don't forget to use capitalization and periods, question marks, and exclamation points. Grammar is your friend. Also, I don’t care how long the post is as long as it’s more than a paragraph of non dialougue. That's really not to long, five to seven sentances.
Please use font 9 - 12, nothing smaller OR bigger And please try not to stretch the page. Don't write in extremely bright colors like yellow or pale colors like linen.
As for romance, relationships don't happen in a day, they take time. And ladies, if you'd like to have more than one suitor at a time that's fine too. Not to mention appropriate for the time period we're using. Keep everything PG-15, think of all the classic movies you know of with the slowly evolving love story about a girl torn between two guys or a guy between two girls. Heck, reference Twilight if need be (though I'd rather you didn't).
Pleae check the first page on a regular basis!
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 11:29 pm
Accepted Villager Profiles akumu_no_koinu Gaianame: akumu_no_koinu Character name: Istas Meyer Age: 22 Species: Human Village: Native Job: Defender Weapons: Katana, shuriken, broadsword Abilities: sword master, karate, Personality: diplomatic, caring, sincere, strong-willed, persistent, Likes: dogs, snow, water, long hair, helping people, fighting Dislikes: cats, snobs, seeing people in pain, BriefBio: Istas grew up in Glenyore, around the villagers, and mystical creatures of the forests. Her parents were never rich; in fact the family just barely scrapped by with her father working as a blacksmith and her mother having a garden in the backyard, that Istas's mother tended to everyday. Her father always tried to turn Istas into the perfect daughter, so that one day she could be the perfect wife, get married and have kids; Istas had a different idea of what she wanted to be. Istas loved to rough house with the boys, and was only ever beaten once, by a boy she can't remember the name or face of, but she does know that if she were to find him again she would probably fall in love. The local defender of the village took a large interest in Istas when she was ten, and asked her father if he could take Istas with him; her father was ecstatic, thinking that the defender wanted to marry his daughter, but the dream was dashed when the defender started to train Istas to take the position of defender. Now Istas guards the city just as her master did before her, of course the defender does a lot more than look after the village, they have to look after the mystical creatures that surround the village as well. This has led Istas to develop a bit of a relationship with all of the people and creatures of Glenyore, maybe not a friendly one but a working relationship at the least. Appearance:  The Bleeding Swan Gaianame: The Bleeding Swan
Character name: Madeline De Adrieu
Age: 247
Species: Vampire
Village: Native
Job: Unemployed
Weapons: Bow & Arrows
Abilities: Unparalleled hearing and eyesight. Illusion Magic
Personality: Quiet, Dark, Secretive, Shy, Intelligent
Likes: Quiet Surroundings, Tranquility
Dislikes: Disrespect, Unnecessary Interuptions
BriefBio: Madeline was 16 when she was changed, transformed from the already married french noblewoman she was, she fled the country and came to her current home. Living in a tower in the forests outside of town, she comes into the town only rarely, to feed.
Appearance:  KudaKitsuneRikku Gaianame:KudaKitsuneRikku Character name: Lenore Taylor Age: 22 Species: Fae Village: Native Job: Seamstress/tailor Weapons: razor sharp thread, thinner and stronger than spider silk and imbued with magic Abilities: Illusionary magic, small creature summoning, mischief magic Personality: Kind, protective, stubborn, vindictive, morbid Likes: Spiders, Snakes, Wolves, Foxes Dislikes: Bunnnies, Kittens BriefBio: Lenore belongs to a clan of Fae who were indebted to a tailor. For many years, her family helped the little old man in his business making dresses, trousers and all sorts of clothing. The village knows the shop has always been run by fae, but the quality of clothing was always better than anything from a city because it was made with magic. When the old man died, he left the shop to the Fae, though none but Lenore and her father wanted the place. For the most part, Lenore is a very accepted part of the village as the villagers go to her for their clothing and/or cloth. And while she does look like most humans, and acts like most humans, she is not. Her attraction to animals normally seen as 'evil' makes most of the villagers watch their step around her, as she does have a vengeful streak in her, like most fae, and has been known to spoil a crop of someone who's late to pay her. She's also blinded a woman who beat her children and dished out a bit of payback for spurned lovers and wives. Once she gave a wicked case of the runs to a man who laughed at her when she told him of her feelings. Appearance:  dragonhealer Gaia name: dragonhealer Character name: James Darcy Age: 34 Species: Fae Village: new resident Job: Societal man/ writer Weapons: Designer sword, gun, and a small fashionable dagger on belt. Abilities: to shift shape Personality: Troubled, cold, solitary, quiet, unique, party going. Likes: quite, drinks, riding, hunting, reading, good conversation. Dislikes: quite meek women, loud unruly people, Mexican food, Brief Bio: James was born in high society. He is a man of great fortune and even greater wealth. He moved to the small village to make himself a home that he could have all his own. Appearance:  Raven Rae Knight Gaianame: Raven Rae Knight Character name: Ifalna Grindyo Age: 25 Species: Witch Village: Native Job: Apothecary/ Fortune Teller Weapons: The power of the moon and the sun, along side spells and curses Abilities: She can foresee the future to an extent as well as heal small wounds and some illnesses. She studied under the Warlock Jaylorias Krytion for her curses and spells. Personality: Mysterious, eccentric, lovely, and happy Likes: Cats *black*, Astronomy & Astrology, water, fire, meeting new people, and company at home..also blood Dislikes: Dogs, bad omens, men with blond hair. BriefBio: Ifalna, as a child, studied under the Warlock Jaylorias Krytion. Her own parents having moved out of the village, left her alone and cold until he took her in and taught her magic. She was a daughter to him in so many ways, and when he finally died, he passed his life force onto her, and in doing so made her a stronger witch. Ifalna longs for the company of others, humans, werebeings, fae, and vampires alike. She knows no strangers, and is constantly trying to make new friends with in the village. Though, so far, none have paid heed to her cries for a companion, so she sits at home with only her three cats for company. Simab a male tabby, Keiran a full black female, and Jillian also a full black female. Ifalna once knew the love of another human, a man by the name of Tristram Knight. He left the village as well when the war called to him in his dreams. Appearance: Silver 0pal Gaianame:Silver 0pal Character name: Luxor WhiteMane Age: 22 (Look to be about 30) Species: Qualmi (werelynxes) Village: Forest Inhabitant Job: Liaison Abilities: Parkour, Regenerate, Snow Blend Forms: Homid, Sakto, Crinos, Chatro, Feline Personality: Stern, Proud, Quizzical, Young at Heart. Likes:The Fae, Snow, Felines, Lupine Dislikes:Newcomers, Change, Those Against the Forest BriefBio: Lex started out as a Lynx rather than a human. He spent his early years playing with the children of the village when they visited the forest.He wasn't allowed into town then as it was against the forest at that point. Being the feline he was Lex was very interested in that which he could not do. So of coarse he would get as close as possible with actually being in the village. This made good fun for the children there because he would chase them right up to the border in there games of chase. As time passed and the children grew older and had children of their own, Lex stayed the same spry little Lynx he had always been. He didn't have a reason to grow any older so he didn't. Then a something happened. A new smell drifted through the forest, bring with it a time of change. Suddenly Lex's elders were very interested in his interaction with the people of the village. They told him the Forest was in danger, and that he was needed to prevent what ever was to come. They told him he would need to become closer with the humans and maintain the balance that had been kept for so long. They told him he would have to become one them in part, to do so would mean the loss of his immortality, as well as a large portion of his magic. They told him he would have to go to the village and work with their guardians. Lex had never been very interested in magic as it seemed to make the rest of the Fae incredibly lazy. As long as he was able to be in the town he didn't mind dieing at some point, immortal or not it always happens someway or another. Once it was agreed, the village sent one of their guardians that had been badly injured during a run in with some not so friendly newcomer's. The mans name was Orzo, he was a dear friend to Lex. He had watched him grow up and become strong. He had heard of Lex's decision he asked to be the one to help him. A Fae can not simply lose it's powers, but it can share and blend it with another. humans have very little magic themselves so blending with them weakens Fae Magic. During the Ritual, Lex and Orzo were bond together into one being and given the name Luxor. Afterwords Luxor spent the next few years learning to use his new body and mind. He trained for in the forest with those who knew Lex in the ways of Magic, and in teh Village with those that were friends of Orzo. Appearance: http://th07.deviantart.com/fs31/300W/f/2008/226/3/f/Lynx_by_silverbobcat.jpg Thunder-King01 I looked and I'm interested...though i don't know who Mrs.Norris is...So I'll make my own character. Gaianame: Thunder-king01 Character name: Dimitri Sanatov Age: 36 Species:Human Village: native Job: Black Smith Weapons: The Various peices of metal and tools around his forge, and his father's old warhammer from his days as a Solider Ablities: Strong, good with his hands, knowledgable on anything metallic Personality: Thought hard at times he's normally a cheerful guy Likes: Music, Working, a good meal Dislikes: laziness, Brief-Bio: Original born in Russia too a poor family known for sending the men off too be soliders so everyone else could eat, Dimitri had a breif time training but never actually saw any action. Which ment his family never got the money. And with a growing number of members and less and less room as well as a lack of money they had too leave the country. They traveled for a long time and finally settled in Glenyore. At first their relationship with the locals was sketchy but after a year and a half things leveled out. his father and older brothers worked on a small farm. Dimitri, who was about 13 at the time, took on a job with the local Blacksmith. The smith, a Mr Meyer, was very impressed by Dimitri, at the time he had a few other hands and apprentinces but none worked as hard or as long as Dimitri, he was there everyday, rain, shine, even if he was sick. The Smith once asked why his parents made him come too work Dimitri anwsered back, "They don't make me, I make them let me come here" He said, then went right back too work. When The previous blacksmith passed on from old age, Dimitri was named the new Blacksmith, as he was the only capable one, as well the only apprentence that hadn't left too presure work in a larger town or city. He's been the head smith for about 5 years now but no one argues that thought he is still somewhat young he produces high quality metal work. He not only repairs horseshoes and tools but also the weapons of the local guard. becasue of this as well as his relationship with the old smith, Dimitri has a strong friendship with Istas. She has tried too get hium too join the defenders a few times after she saw him praticing with his father's warhammer when he was alone in the shop once, but Dimitri turned them down respectifully each time saying "if I became a defender, who would be the smith?" Then would go back too work on fixing or making something. His father passed away two years after he became head smith from serious illness. His mother died a few years after of the same illness, and his siblings left too the larger cities leaving Dimitri the small house on the edge of town too himself. Though he hasn't seen the creatures he respects the warnings of the townspeople. Appearance: Dimitri SanatovCurrupted Dart Gaianame: Currupted Dart Character name: Garret Thorngage Age: 129 Species: Vampire Village: New Resident Job: N/A Weapons: Sword, Dagger, and Bow Abilities: Incredibly perceptive Personality: Strange, Witty, Contradictory, Charming, Relentless at times. Likes: Women, Elk blood, Rain, Snow, Cold weather Dislikes: Bugs, Heat, Bright lights Brief-Bio: At the age of 19 Garret was a town guard in a small village not far from this one. He'd be on the watch every single night, and slept during the day. One night he had heard a noise of someone crying out for help, so he drew his sword, then after a few moments of delay, and more crying out Garret realized it was a woman, so he rushed even quicker into the forest, after a few yards of bushes, trees, and darkness Garret pushed through some bushes and ended up in a grass filled, moonlit clearing. He saw a dark figure in the middle, drenched in blood, and another dark figure hovering over it. The standing dark figure turned to look at Garret with bright red eyes then ran off. Garret was petrified with fear for a few moments, then remembered the woman's screams and ran over to the body. As he got closer he could see the woman was extremely gorgeous, and ravaged by what looked like a wolf by the bite marks(Garret's village had never seen mythical creatures, nor heard of them). Garret got on his knees and got ready to lift the woman and bring her to the town, before he began to lift her blood red eyes opened and her mouth opened, the next morning he had woken up in complete agonizing pain, that he instantly went back to a very uncomfortable unconsciousness and this lasted for 5 days, he finally woke to the meadow with pixies surrounding him, and he was not in pain any longer. He actually felt much better than he had in his life. Once he woke the pixies ran off and he went back to the village. Eventually Garret had found out that he was no longer human. He tried to hide it the best he could, but after a few years the villagers had found out what Garret had become and exiled him. Appearance: Strake "] wolfgirl_pa Gaianame: wolfgirl_pa Character name: Hunter Graypelt Age: 19 Species: Werewolf Village: New forest resident Job: Unemployed at the moment Weapons: None Abilities: Enhanced senses, super speed and reflexes, fast healing. Personality: Loyal, protective, fun-loving, inquisitive, cautious, strong willed, caring. Likes: Other animals and fae, the forest and running through it, hunting, warm, sunny weather, and venison. Dislikes: Rain and cold weather, hunters, people against the forest and those in it, silver Brief-Bio: Hunter grew up in a small town not too far from Glenyore, her parents were both werewolves, though she did have an older brother that was a skip, as well as most of the town. Her brother was drafted into the army when he reached 18, and Hunter wanted to go with him, even though she was only 15 at the time. Not too long ago a vicious bout of distemper spread through out the area and killed both of Hunter's parents. She fled the disease by moving into the forest of Glenyore, hopefully she didn't bring the distemper with her. Hunter is getting herself acclimated to her new surroundings slowly but surely, and is staying in a small cave near the border. Appearance: Hunter Wolf
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 11:30 pm
The Story Thus Far...
Mrs. Norris's grandson has been accused of murdering Elenoir Thompson and is scheduled to hang at dawn.
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 2:16 pm
Time The time period I would like to work with is the mid 18th century, about 1750's.
It is the middle of Spring at the moment, around midnight.
It is Cold, something rather odd for the time, and it is CLEAR
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 2:45 pm
Istas walked outside her little house that stood on the boreder between the village of Glenyore and the large forest that surrounded it. Her long white hair was pulled back into loose pony tail but her bangs still hung down around her face; normally Istas just let her hair flow in waterfall down her back, but today she had to head out into the woods to do her rounds talking to their neighbors in the woods. The sun peeked out from behind the clouds, which had poured buckets of water on the little village the day before, and shined a brightly down her, making the few bits of metal she wore shine and sparkle. She stretched and popped her back while she walked over the stables that held her lovely white horse, Xue; as Istas walked in to the stable, Xue called out in a cheery voice. "Good morning baby." Istas cooed, "Are you ready to head out, we have to meet with the ones in the forest." Xue just stared at Istas as if waiting for Istas to stop talking and put the saddle on her. Istas laughed as she hiked the saddle up onto Xue's back and quickly cinched it up with the ease of a pro. After the bridle was put on, Istas hiked herself up onto Xue's back and ushered them out of the stables. "I guess we can do a quick run through the village before we head out, huh?" She asked Xue, patting the horses neck lovingly. "Lets got girl." She moved away from her home and turned towards the village to do a quick run through just to make sure everything was as it was suppose to be, and see if anyone needed her help.
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 3:52 pm
Standing on the top of her tower, Madeline watched as a white haired woman spoke to a horse that had been waiting patiently at the gate of a small stable. Although more than a hundred feet away, the words spoken were clear to her. So the people of the village are exploring again, are they? She watched the horse and rider canter towards the wall of the city before Madeline turned towards the trap door that lead down into her tower, Caer Adrieu. Climbing down to the bottom floor, she passed several servants and finally requested that one of them draw up a glass of wine for her. Sighing as she sat down, she was pleasantly surprised to see the wine already there. Then she heard a noise that was well-known to her. "Ahhhhhh, Alexandria..." Patting the head that slid onto her lap and then around her shoulders, she grinned.
A snake.
Picking up the glass of red wine, Madeline swirled it around in the glass, allowing the scent of it to crawl up her nose. Taking a small sip from the crystal, she returned her attention to the snake. A small lump sat directly in the middle of its long body. Poking it softly, it moved and she grinned, nodding to herself. "A mouse again..."
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 5:56 pm
Istas and Xue made their way through the village with almost no interruptions, but a few of the elderly villagers stopped them to chat about the on goings in the village and to ask about the happenings in the woods. Of course, Istas had nothing to report on the forest seeing as how she hadn't gone to meet with any of the inhabitants, but the villagers had a lot of gossip for her. In less than an hour Istas had learned that there was a large influx of newcomers on their way to the village, and some had even arrived in the village. 'Wow, I guess I need to come into town more often.' was the only thought Istas had about that bit of information. After that, it was just random gossip about people in the village, like Mrs. Norris's grandson had been thrown in the stockades and was due to be hung later in the afternoon. She seemed to be thinking the same thought over and over again this morning. After she had managed to drag herself away from the elderly she quickly finished her round of the village and headed back the way she came, towards the forest and the ones who lived their. She rode back up to her house and stopped, a tower laid in front of her, the home to the only vampire in the forest and near the village. It was lucky for Istas that the vampire rarely fed and the pact between her and the village said she couldn't kill her victims. "I guess we should start with her." Istas said to Xue, who stomped her foot in the dirt. "I know, she kind of creeps me out too. But this is my job, and I do it well." With those words of courage ringing in her head, Istas took off for the vampire's tower at full speed. They were there much faster that Xue would have liked, but Istas had her confidence wrapped around her like coat and nothing could make it disappear. Quickly, she dismounted, tied Xue to a nearby tree and walked up to the door to the tower and knocked. "Excuse me!" Istas yelled, looking up the tower hoping to catch a glimpse of the vampire. The all of a sudden it hit her, Istas didn't know this chicks name. 'It makes sense that I don't know her name, I rarely deal with her. She hates talking to people.' She thought to herself with a bit of worry. "I'm here to do my monthly check, to make sure everything is alright!"Some time during her ride the clouds had moved back in and cover the sky in black sheet and with the clouds came the wind, which blew Istas's bangs to the side and obscured her vision.
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 11:38 pm
Lenore sat on her sewing table, legs crossed as she sewed peices of fabric together for a burial gown. A hundred tiny spiders worked furiously at the other end of the table, weaving together each section of fabric with their silken threads. some of them cliced and chittered at her, annoyance obvious, did the dead need clothes? Why din't humans simply eat their dead?
"Beacause that, dear friends is called cannibalism, and makes humans go crazy."
She tied a knot in her thread and held up the simple dress, pure white, it shimmered like morning mist and even without it's right sleeve the victim of the horrible crime would look alive and beautiful.
Part of the right sleeve seemed to float over to rest by hr knee, and she took it up, ready to start again. The spiders that had ferried it over scuttled back to their webs at the end of the table, preparing for sleep.
"Ah, poor Elenoir, the only time she gets to wear a wedding dress and it's when she's dead."
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 1:25 am
Madeline had just finished her wine when a servant came up behind her.
"Madamoisselle, a rider from glenyore has arrived." Standing up and walking briskly to the other side of the room, she wrapped the snake around her neck like a scarf before nodding to a servent who, if somewhat hastly, opened the door.
"Hello, what do you need?" She asked casually. Making sure to smile slightly, she revealed two rows of perfectly white and unusually sharp teeth. Enjoying the fact that the sunlight had moved behind the clouds, she relaxed internally, it wasn't as if it would kill her, but the sun's rays had always brought uncomfortable heat to Madeline's stone cold body. Shifting a bit, her attention was returned to the rider, waiting for an answer.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 7:19 pm
James walked though his new home restlessly. It was large and magnificent. The best money could buy. But he wanted to do something or he feared he would go mad. He got dressed in riding attire quickly, and walked out to the stable to take out one of his horses. It was a black Mare of an unknown origin, but it was fast and that was all he cared about. He saddled the horse, and rode out into the expansive grounds he had purchased.
When he had gotten to the edge of his property he kept going, not caring if he should get lost. Soon he came into town so he slowed his pace to a trot. He looked from shop to shop trying to figure out if any of them housed a tailor that he could pay to make him a new suit.
His dark eyes wandered aimlessly and his body moved with the bounce of the horse beneath him. He did not care if the townsfolk found him to snobbish, he just held his head high and kept going.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 7:39 pm
Dante walked into the Tailor shop, "Hey Elenoir, whats happening?" He asked, with a light smile. He then walked over to a chair and sat down.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 7:43 pm
Lenore stretched before hopping off of her sewing table with the shimmering white gown and hanging it up for Elenoir's family to pick up later.
"I know you've slept with every other girl in the village, but do try to remember that my name is Lenore. Not Elenoir, in case you're forgotton she's due for burial."
She walked over to a large shelf on the far wall and looked through the various bolts of cloth. Spider silk, Caterpillar silk, bolt's of conditioned flower petal linen, wool from Kelpie manes, and some not so legal animal leather. The whole Rainbow was stretched out in front of her and she ran a hand across it, dying to make something. Maybe a gag for the mayor's son...
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