Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141006193518/@comment-5824038-20141014195438

(Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! He wasn't here, obviously. And he can only make the one post. I've been very busy these past few days, so sorry about that. Anyway - Flamey, you're approved - except for one thing: there is no EEC anymore. : /  And yeah, this thing with the princess is turning kind of ugly... I'll work something out though, don't worry!)

The Emperor's face brightened. 'I suppose that makes sense. Still, I'm not sure about it... you can make the weapon, but don't expect anyone to be too happy about it... I'll get you the materials. We have plenty of Dwemer tech to spare, after all.'

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The wood elf walked into the inn, his facemask up. 'I tell you, this city stinks! Still, check it out -' he held his rifle out to Sander, showing him the modification. It was now a clockwork rifle, able to hold a magazine of six shells. 'Okay, are we ready to go? Ooh, nice explosives!'