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Mafia 90. The Tale of Oldforest.

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KindShaman
Olam Havel also didn't plan to spend this night alone. In his cozy dwelling, everything was ready to receive guests, and they didn't keep him waiting. While entertaining his guests, Olam performed magic tricks, juggled daggers, and told wonderful stories about a mythical underground city inhabited by dark-skinned creatures with pointed ears, who weave intrigues. Few believed his tales. Many thought he had drunk too much mead.
I also want stories about dark elves (( Why is the Scribe ignoring Olam? (

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Zlobny Yashchur
Listen, I don't know what kind of flowers the guy with the "sword on his belt" brought you today, but I advise you not to sniff them...:smile38:
Should I brew tea from them? )
..разым двазым трызым рызым пята лата сигерь мата локом боком крюк за крюк из бульмы бульма урюк..
Знание некоторых закономерностей освобождает от изучения многих фактов.
Мечты сбываются рано или поздно, так или иначе.