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A freshly slayed Trakanon lay there with a Cloak of Peity on it... Tells were being taken for it as the corpse marches down to 3 minutes left... Most of the raid had gated or ported out except the select few that put in for the Majestical Cloak. Enter stage left a raider not listening well in Team Speak...McKenna. Sitting there furiously conning the corpse checking it's timer... One last group ports out to leave the few folks there who put in for the cloak...Suddenly...Poof...Trakanon's corpse disappears. Standing there as the giant dragon's corpse fades away...McKenna the stoner chanter.
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