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Post by randombarbarianguy on Feb 6, 2007 19:52:42 GMT -4
*as nekro is practicing his drunken boxing, he wonders about his home. he thinks back to the temple, and wonders if he should call it his home any more, as he had not been there anymore. but any news of the old wu clan dojo he had recieved as of late hinted at ill tidings. he decided to run into each town he came across and rant untill a nice, strong person came to "talk" to him.* "yes," he muses," thats a splendid idea..."
*several weeks later, he stumbles into a town named after some long obscured and forgotten hero, he started to yell at the top of his big, slurred lungs* "what are you guys doing in my home! the sjy is my roof, the earth herself my living room floor, the grass my carpet! how do you come in here, building things with my cloumns! my roof will fall in if you keeps it up!"
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