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How couldst thou guess how love's sorrow was long,
How couldst thou know how love's strength made one strong,
How couldst thou bear its refrain in thy song,
Whose heart had loved never a woman?
Ah, Dinadan, merriest friend and knight—
#FGORP#FGOOC
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Hello sir Tristan~ hey quick hypothetical what would you do if I turned out to be an extra class this whole time maybe an alterego perhaps one of the ones threatened by the ordeal call just a quick what-if for no reason in particular—.
(Yawn) well that was a good nap.
Certainly my status as a totally legit saber or archer or maybe rider aren’t in danger because of a resolved cataclysm I didn’t attend.
@MoonlitBetrayal Wonderful! (Has a skill that can temporarily remove madness enhancement but he’s a bum so he’s stuck in zero ascension.)
Do try not to drink leaded paint… or normal paint for that matter, again, okay sir Lancelot?
@MoonlitBetrayal I—Whoah…
(He checks the potion… maybe it was magic after all? No, impossible. He uses the cheapest charcoal he can get. The true magic is inside Lancelot all along.)
You should still drink water even if you’re now beautiful and handsome and glowing. Wipe your chin off.
@MoonlitBetrayal (Looking away, totally grossed out but still supportive enough to pat him on the back as he hurls.)
It’s water, charcoal, salt and sugar.