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Mylo is not a girl but he can offer his prowess as a pimp

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The Sharessan Revel:

There is a night long ago I can only reminisce,
A night in which I am sure one could never miss.
A Sharessan revel of women wine and song!
That nothing there could simply go wrong.

All of us got drunk,
With someone in our bunk.
And so the night echoed with a thunk thunk thunk!

Soon the night turned to day and the world began to sway.
The men held their women tight and re-entered the fray.
All of them moaned and groaned trying to get their way.
But then in their beds they all began to lay.

All of us got drunk,
With someone in our bunk.
And so the night echoed with a thunk thunk thunk!

When each awoke again they all went astray.
By this time the Sharessan blessing had began to go away.
Their pleasure halted and no longer drunk,
There would be no more thunk thunk thunk!

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[SIZE="4"]Age of Adventure

Take up your sword and shield if you can,
For the age of adventure has only began!
Dragons shall fall, the lichess shall scream,
As our riches we find shall surely gleam.

Battle, blood, and fine wenches to be had,
So what are you waiting for?
Why don't you listen lad?
To not be an adventurer you must surely be mad.

Take up your sword and shield if you can,
For the age of adventure has only began!
Dragons shall fall, the lichess shall scream,
As our riches we find shall surely gleam.

We shall drink through the night and adventure by day,
With each battle we charge through the fray.
So join in the rush as its high stakes or bust.
And the gold shall come in one great gust.

Take up your sword and shield if you can,
For the age of adventure has only began!
Dragons shall fall, the lichess shall scream,
As our riches we find shall surely gleam.
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[FONT="Book Antiqua"]The King Comes

Over the mountains, the King of Ymph shall come,
I speak, I yell, all evils undone.
When he claims the crown all of our troubles shall run.
Because over the mountains the King shall come.

When the maiden's force ride the King's men shall stride.
And the battle most bloody, shall be fought in death.
And during this battle they sing under each breath,
Because over the mountains the King shall come.

As our graves all empty and the maiden's force wakes,
Our lives shall be forfeit to what the maiden makes.
But one day we shall be free, just trust in me.
Because over the mountains the King shall come.

Over the mountains the King of Ymph shall come,
I speak, I yell, all evils undone.
When he claims the crown all our troubles shall run.
Because over the mountains the King shall come.

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Some poetry on Marion:

"This is a story all about how my life got withered upside down"
"And I'd like to take a minute and sit right there and tell you how I became cultist in sewer town fair"
"Top of Nebezzdos taken away, in Sewer town is where I spent most of my days"
"Hiding, laxing chilling all cool animating up some nasty ass ghouls"
"Well a couple of nightrisers were up to no good, started causing trouble in my brotherhood"
"I started to get withered and my cult got scared"
"So they said, 'Your going to the underdark to stop your dispair"

Very enjoyable to interact with. Mylo seemed exactlt like Marion before he was a wererat.

someone cook dinner for me
*husband
honest typo

Pompous rich kids

A very fun eventful ride!

Although it can sometimes be work for DMs, please update the gossip more often. It really does help the server.

As some would say:
JUST GO WITH IT! Do what your character would believe right. Sure there are some weird circumstances but don't overcomplicate. Giving me a damn headache.

As some would say:
JUST GO WITH IT! Do what your character would believe right. Sure there are some weird circumstances but don't overcomplicate. Giving me a damn headache.

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In terms mechanically?

[SIZE="4"][FONT="Book Antiqua"]Rich Boy

Ching-a-ring Ching-a-ring,
Ching-a-ching-a-ching-ching.
Rich Boy Rich Boy drink your mead.
Rich Boy Rich Boy have no need.
Rich Boy Rich Boy watch your greed.
Ching-a-ring Ching-a-ring,
Ching-a-ching-a-ching-ching.

Rich Boy! Is back in town, taking your wealth and wearing his crown!
Rich Boy! Flaunt your riches, make them bow before your britches!
Rich Boy! Best back away, now the people are ready to play!

Ching-a-ring Ching-a-ring,
Ching-a-ching-a-ching-ching.
Rich Boy Rich Boy within your bresth.
Rich Boy Rich Boy whisper death.
Rich Boy Rich Boy out of breath.
Ching-a-ring Ching-a-ring,
Ching-a-ching-a-ching-ching.

Rich Boy! Is back in town, taking your wealth and wearing his crown!
Rich Boy! Flaunt your riches, make them bow before your britches!
Rich Boy! Best back away, now the people are ready to play!

Ching-a-ring Ching-a-ring,
Ching-a-ching-a-ching-ching.
Rich Boy Rich Boy never cry.
Rich Boy Rich Boy never sigh.
Rich Boy Rich Boy never fly.
Ching-a-ring Ching-a-ring,
Ching-a-ching-a-ching-ching.
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