Falisaty gasps in disbelief, "How dare you drink something brewed from those retched Gnolls. How about a round of Gnomish Spirits for the house." Falisaty flings a bag of gold towards the bar keep.
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Originally Posted by lyyfeleech
You sir are brilliant
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Falisaty Shagswell mage of 10 winters
"O Lord, bless this thy hand grenade that, with it, thou mayest blow thine enemies to tiny bits, in thy mercy." Armaments 2:9 
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Originally Posted by pharmakos
my dick would look huge in her hand
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