Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170904163113/@comment-3293219-20170909142711

"D'aww... You just want nothing but the best for me, don'tcha!?" The Heratic scoffed.

"Well, too bad, I called my champion in advance and I'd hate to disapoint him." He shrugged as the roof burst open and Amzdel came crashing through, landing with a heavy thud on the ground, slowly rising to his feet.

"Heratic, you made assurances that I would be facing the Pyromancer again, not this weak female." The Dwemer said, despite his lack of emotion in his tone, he still seemed incredibly disapointed.

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"I mean at... Like a squirrel or something." Zak chuckled as he took a seat on the grass.

"Squirrels do some weird shit."