Re: The Boar\'s Head Pub
Monty crawled out from under a nearby table. Something had definitely shat in his mouth Last night. At least he had gotten out of the way. He ran his fingers through his short hair and looked around.
"Hey VampiricDread, good morning."
Monty offered VampiricDread some dough crescents. In between bites, Monty told VampiricDread of what happened Last night and asked him a question. "Do you have a nickname or something short we can call you? Vampie doesn't really fit you, but we can't call you in a hurry with 'Hey VampiricDread!'"
"The quest sounds prety important. I'd hate for the world to go all dark or light. I can offer some magical muscle and some fighting skills."
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A glass. Some see it as half-empty; others see it as half-full. What's in it, that's what I want to know!
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