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amaurotine wol wakes up to this snapchat and has to run to the convocation building to keep lahabrea from slaughtering emet-selch and hythlodaeus for this
wol, going through their inventory: roots, flour, flowers, shell, piece of an ascian, lumber, leather, better leather, skin
scions: wait what was that
wol: what, the flour? the roots?
you ever look at discord pins and see what kind of horseshit you said in the past
"what do you mean you cant swim, warrior of light. we need to swim to get there. all our lives depend on it!"