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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 10:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 1:04 pm
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John worked his way through the town to the front entrance, a small pack around one shoulder, hearing that the new caravan was to head off soon. "If anyone finds out what I'm going to end up doing, I'm going to be so dead..." He muttered to himself. This, of course, meant he was going to do something he wasn't supposed to. Which he did most of the time. It was a wonder why he never got caught. I've got a bad feeling about this idea, but... They'll get over it, sooner or later. Hopefully sooner. As he broke through the crowd, he saw two Clavats standing near the caravan. He longed to join them, but knew that was the wrong thing to do. So he sighed and waited for the caravan to depart, and for the crowd to disperse.
((Haha, he's a pretty sneaky person, huh?))
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 9:46 pm
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 12:38 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 5:38 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 1:29 am
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