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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2015 1:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2015 4:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2015 4:59 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2015 5:06 pm
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Safe beneath the surface of the water, or at least as safe as any soul could be with an angry walker with in 100 feet of them, Mal listened to the monster's words. "Looks like it's time to be clearing out of this watering hole," he muttered to himself. He was willing to take some risks to help his family make ends meet, or to grow Zo's treasure horde - but he had a family now to think about, a mighty pretty merlady that he wanted to prove himself to, a pair of sons, and a sweet little daughter - add all those in with his occasionally air headed little brother and he had a number of motivations to keep him from tempting fate too much. Of course he would also have to convince the rest of his crew to stay clear of here too. He would just have to depend on his charms, good looks, and extraordinary abilities as a leader. Yeah, this was going to go well.
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2015 5:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2015 6:21 pm
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