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Flint enters, stands with fist upon hips, and surveys the carnage.
"I'd better put on my gloves of destiny. looks like I'll need the +5 damage to augment my might. Oh, and the leather Goggles of Shanara so I can see danger approaching.......and this chain mail vest ....and these greaves.....and my cloak of invisiblity....."
as he fishes in his rucksack for the equipment, wolf steps up behind him, and pistol whips him right on the medula. Flint goes down faster than Sundae Girl on the second date. ...and stays down.
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This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality
Embrace this moment, remember
We are eternal, all this pain is an illusion ~MJKeenan
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