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Author: * Katlyne MacRoth -
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Date: Jul 31, 2005 - 21:14
she just can na help but feel pity fer Mac as he passes out on the floor. Walking over, the wench places her own cup filled with the liqour of life to his lips. Tipping it back to force him to drink its better revival than her kiss... well at least to such a thirsty man.
"Well done lad... I think ye left half yerself in there..."
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