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12/23/2015 1:19:29 AM
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[b]A man with black military pants, a raptor skin vest, grey hair and a matching beard walks past[/b]
"Somebody's been drinking" [b]he says, with a heavy Texan accent[/b]
English
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Teetering to his left "and what's it to yuh"terribly slurred "so are you gonna teach me or what"almost slamming his face on the pole he is using for support
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"Teach what, exactly?"
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Teetering right now and letting his grasp of the pole slacken "how to fight damnit" face plants into a bush and passes out.
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[b]When he awakens, the man is sitting nearby, talking with a man in a black cape and hood, then goes over his shoulders as well, yet you can't see his face[/b]
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Still inebriated "who err you" "team fire November or local" tottering left and right trying to maintain balance but obviously failing
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JT: "November"
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"Gud well how about a name then" still slurred
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"I'm JT, this is Hunter"
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Edited by A Ghost: 12/23/2015 1:58:10 AM"Well howtha hell are yuh" taking another sip from a dark earthy bottle "wanna try some local stuff? Found a stash near there huts I guess they were about to have one helluva party!"offers you the bottle
