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In the world of the necromancer, it's always autumn.
Tuesdays from October 2001
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As part of a contest, some misshapen freak of a dwarf
dressed up like me. He got the ears wrong. I killed him. |
| I challenged Sir Edwin Motte to a surprise game of darts.
He lost. |
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Most mirrors are useful and decorative, but there are some
mirrors that ought not to be trusted. Mirrors that fling you from one place to
another fall into the latter category. After I've taken over Norrath, there will
be fewer mirrors, no doubt about it. |
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