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*sitting at the far table and nervously chuckling, Arandor mutters to himself* - damn... well, this is just awful... okay, a little beer, the League... but this!! This is too much.... I wish it was the 27th and the voting for the moderator appointments would close... I want the power... SOON!!!... and I'll close all these topics and delete these stupid posts... yes, yes, yes... YEEEESSSSS!!!!... then these heretics will know the power of ARANDOR! and nothing will save them!!! *followed by mad laughter* - MUHAHAHAHAHAHA
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*muttering continues* - it's a pity, of course, because they were my friends... THEY ALL WERE!... but nothing can be done... they chose this path themselves... the path of betrayal and heresy!... everyone is against me... I'm alone, but I have the blessing of the heavens, and soon I hope I'll also have the power of a great moderator!.......... no one is telling the truth, everyone is lying... I must destroy this evil... I MUST!