Garret
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Yeh can take me land and me life, but ye can never take mah Reeses Peanut Buttah Cups!
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Post by Garret on Jul 1, 2008 18:48:14 GMT -5
A wraithlike black figure glided though the trees, just outside the view of the Castle Floret guards, which were on high alert after a young private had been found dead, lying against the gate. In truth, the assassin hadn't known the young squirrel, and hadn't been sent out for him. He'd simply seen the beast, and decided to end his pitiful existance.
Dante laughed maniacally, as he headed into the trees, and began talking to himself. "I'm coming for you, Garret, come now, my friend, I won't torture you, much, just make you pay for your actions. BWA HA, HA HA! I've spent years looking for you, and now I've recieved the tip off. The tip off that your here, somewhere, across the sea from where we last met. It's time for us to talk, and time for you to die."
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