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Author: * Amalasuntha Ostrogoth -
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Date: Oct 5, 2003 - 20:52
Spellbound by the story, she didn't notice the blonde newcomers at first. The call for beer and the comment about a brawl got her attention. She lifted her delicate nose in the air and sniffed. Yes, the smell of testerone has definitely gotten stronger in this room.
She brought over two large pitchers of mead to the newcomers. "There is fresh venison stew and I am about to take some of my famous bread out from the oven, if either of you are hungry."
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