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Post by Ress on Apr 19, 2008 19:29:43 GMT -5
Ascending wood, 26
* Swaying ever so slightly, the brown haired easterner wandered by the Imperial manse, stopping in time to see the man in the purple scarf appoint himself leader by rallying this angry mob. he shook his head, then lowered his gaze to the once proud emperor, resting uncomfortable in the stockades. His gaze then fell upon the tall bald man who entered the inner court of the Imperial manse.. he had to be a Westerner... or maybe Eastern? He took a swig of wine from his cup and heaved a sigh*"well... Looks like its showtime...."
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