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Post by Mathieu L'Envers de Montegue on Jun 12, 2008 8:49:58 GMT -5
It had been a decidedly good day and Elua knew I needed one. I had run into one of the many snot nosed noble brats that frequent the Palace whilst visiting the Hall of Games. Said brat thought he was quite the gambler and had a heavy purse and more bravado than sense. Said purse was now comfortably attached to my belt and I even had the added pleasure of bloodying the little snot’s nose after he took the first swing at me. It was all self defense on my part of course and I was sure the gossips were already wagging their tongues in a manner that I had assured was to my advantage.
Thus I took a walk in one of the gardens enjoying the day and whistling a happy tune. I even put a little skip in my step loving the sound of the coins in the purse tinkling with my movements. It really was a good day to be alive.
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