>that troubadour has left our hall
>those summer days were far too few
>but journeys call to every man
>and his like ours, began anew
>where once he sat within our hall
>and came new joy in every heart
>where once he sat within our hall
>new fingers move upon his harp
>new fingers move upon the heart
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The Necromancer
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The Original Assassin
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The Original Cleric
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The Original Wizard
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The Original Beserker
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The Original Warrior
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>>38749241
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>>38749284
>>38749308
well it was nice of you to come and show off your party I guess
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Gracias anon orginlzl