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3 posts. Alias of Great Green God.


"Hi Naleksa."

Numalar Auritonius wrote:

"Very well, let us be off! Mister and Missus Leveton, Sir Kesten, lads, wish us luck!"

Numalar mounts up and heads out, holding his longspear high, with his slightly ragged green and purple pennant flying.

A rather half-hearted cheer (such as it is) rises from the men and then dies an ignoble death: "Yaaaaay."