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Campfire Chatter
Jul. 24th, 2006 02:44 pm“I dunno,” the orc is saying, “people’ll do some pretty stupid things sometimes.”
“Yeah, but that, it’s more’n stupid, mon,” the troll replies, tossing another piece of wood on the fire.
“Still happens. Like that poor bastard they found in the Drag last month.”
“What?”
“You didn’t hear about that?”
“No, mon.”
“Makes sense, I guess. Only corpses they wanna talk about finding in the city are Alliance ones.” The orc takes a long drink out of the beer mug, and then coughs before continuing. “So, my brother’s on patrol in the Drag, early, right when the sun’s coming up. He finds this guy lying in the corner, troll, all tucked up and hidden. He figures the guy’s just drunk, goes to wake him up and tell him to shove off.”
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“Yeah, but that, it’s more’n stupid, mon,” the troll replies, tossing another piece of wood on the fire.
“Still happens. Like that poor bastard they found in the Drag last month.”
“What?”
“You didn’t hear about that?”
“No, mon.”
“Makes sense, I guess. Only corpses they wanna talk about finding in the city are Alliance ones.” The orc takes a long drink out of the beer mug, and then coughs before continuing. “So, my brother’s on patrol in the Drag, early, right when the sun’s coming up. He finds this guy lying in the corner, troll, all tucked up and hidden. He figures the guy’s just drunk, goes to wake him up and tell him to shove off.”
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