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#2
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Good evening fellow patron. May I interest you in a swig of my finest dwarven ale, served in a stein encrusted with the teeth of the most beautiful elven maiden?
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#3
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I would be delighted, thank you. Would you care to join me in a game of draughts?
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#6
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"Elvish femmes are whores! I've no patience for the likes, as they are too tall, and their skin is too fine. Beneath their beauty lies an intention of deceit. Do not let them tempt you, fri---" . His proclamation is cut short as he loses his balance and falls off the table top. | |||
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I resent your statement! Elvish lassies are the finest of fine! For if you, I or any other male across the land of Norrath would jump at the chance to lay a lovely elf! I demand you retract your statement this moment!
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