07-23-2002, 09:57 AM
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Join Date: May 2002
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Told them to stop the fighting. He had a short red robe, messy red hair and a mean look on his face. He drew his katana, looked around, and left the bar. It was getting late, and he walked to the inn for a room. Before getting a room, he had a talk with a nice gal who was also waiting. She told him about a wicked fiend(sp?) who had a mystical Red Graal. he decided to set after it in the morning. He got his room and went to bed |
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R.I.P. 1999-2004 Graalian Year
The World Renown Nobody, Guy.
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