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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 9, 2015 18:41:00 GMT -5
"Of course, you smell like a bed of roses being fellated by a dornish woman," he said. "Get the fuck outta here then," he said with a laugh.
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Post by Marlow on Aug 9, 2015 18:53:29 GMT -5
Harwyn chuckles and makes his departure, sailing straight for Tyrosh.
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