Ranaeil, the Tiefling WarlockRanaeil the Tiefling WarlockRanaeil, the Tiefling Warlock
It was another day in Vanguard. Just like any other day, Ranaeil had awoken to the smell of her mother's delicious cooking. She quickly dressed and ran down the stairs to see what was for breakfast. Ranaeil's mother, Nemia, smiled as she saw the young tiefling run down the stairs, her tannish-red tail following her.
“Morning mother!” Ranaeil exclaimed, sitting down at the table.
Nemia smiled, “Morning Ranaeil,” and handed Ranaeil her breakfast. Ranaeil ate very quickly, for today was the day she was to set out with the merchant to escort him back
Hoorah!
Optimism
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Retardinal |ree-tahrd-ih-nl| adj. -- Of, pertaining to, or indicating a retarded condition.
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Cross my heart and hope to die
Please stick a needle in my eye
To keep me blinded to the sight
When Punkinhead appears tonight
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:crossbones:We all have Issues. Do you?
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"When life gives you
- Angelica Pickles
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감사합니다 엄마~!
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xXx Poizyn xXx
I still remember "your dog" though XD.
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Rest-Q: I'm Rest-Q!
Ratchet: Don't care.
Rest-Q: Wanna be friends?
Ratchet: ...
Rest-Q:
Transformers: Why the Gobots will always be inferior.
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Rest-Q: I'm Rest-Q!
Ratchet: Don't care.
Rest-Q: Wanna be friends?
Ratchet: ...
Rest-Q:
Transformers: Why the Gobots will always be inferior.
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87% of people make up statistics to make themselves sound intellegent. If you're one of them that does, copy and paste this onto your mom.
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